Liang Nianwei was like a lonely, unsupported little boat, battered by the wind and waves.
Fu Shilv used to protect her, but now, he would not.
"Tomorrow, I will handle your discharge procedures; you can continue living in the apartment we've arranged for you."
Mrs. Liang wanted to say something but was tightly clutched by Liang Nianwei.
"Okay."
Her voice trembling, she apologized to Sheng Youxia.
"Mrs. Fu, it's all my fault, I was wrong."
"Weiwei, we don't need their money. Mom just hopes you can see, so nobody will look down on you..."
Sheng Youxia turned and walked out.
Fu Shilv left as well.
The sound of the door closing reached Liang Nianwei's ears.
She stifled her crying, "Why has it turned out like this?"
She had taken a gamble, deliberately making noise under the table to draw attention, but she never imagined she would actually lose the bet.
"Weiwei, wasn't Mr. Fu very good to you before? Even when his wife made things difficult, he always protected you, right?"