Translator: Yunyi
Xu Yue's hands trembled as she accepted the phone, too afraid to retaliate.
She saw the photo on Weibo. Song Jingwan was sitting under a sea of stars, surrounded by friends as she smiled brightly at the camera. She gritted her teeth and growled!
"Ugh!!"
Song Jingwan! Darned Song Jingwan!
She was in this state because of Song Jingwan, yet she happily celebrated her birthday without her. Was it yesterday? The scene was decorated beautifully, and her presents were stacked up like a mountain.
Without looking at the comments, Xu Yue could already guess it was full of fawning remarks and praises.
After all, she was one of these commenters in the past...
Probably due to the fact that her mother was a mistress, not many people in their social circle wanted to get involved with her. Song Jingwan was the only one who befriended her. This was the reason why Xu Yue was willing to help Song Jingwan, and why she disliked Song Yaoyao.
The truth was, she didn't actually hate Song Yaoyao that must. It was Song Jingwan!
"Stop!"
Xu Yue raised the phone and stopped. She then held onto it quickly and carefully handed it back to Song Yaoyao. Swallowing nervously, she stared at Song Yaoyao on a fawning manner. "Miss Song, I'll give you back your phone and apologize. Please let me go! It's too quiet here! It's driving me crazy!"
She tugged on her hair with a crazy look in her eyes.
"Sure, I can let you go."
The soft and sweet voice echoed in the cell.
Xu Yue lifted her head in surprise.
Only God knew how Xu Yue's days had passed down here. She was reveling in regret. Why had she been so charmed by a man's good looks that she actually followed him into him car?
Look what happened. As soon as she boarded the car, she lost consciousness. And when she awoke again, she was in this dark prison cell.
Every day, someone would deliver food and water to her at the same time and hand it to her from a small window under the door.
But the person was always quiet like a ghost without footsteps and breathing.
Xu Yue's emotions were on the brink of collapse.
On the first day, she planned to teach Song Yaoyao a lesson when she got out.
On the second day, her hatred grew and she wanted to kill Song Yaoyao with her own hands.
On the third and fourth day...
Her hope slowly faded and see began to face the truth.
By that time, it was no longer a mature of whether she would hunt Song Yaoyao down or not. The biggest problem was...
She might not walk out of there alive!
The feelings of helplessness made the next few days a blur. When she was hungry, she ate a little. The rest of time, she hugged her knees and huddled up in a ball, crying for her parents.
Clearly, when the lively and fragrant girl appearance in front of her with a sweet smile, Xu Yue felt as though her gaze was casting a ray of light upon a foggy lake.
Like an angel, she said sweetly, "Sure, I can let you go."
At that moment, Xu Yue cried tears of joy as she covered her mouth in shock.
She had forgotten about all the things that Song Yaoyao did to her and she no longer wanted to cause her trouble.
Living...
It was great to continue living!
Click-
The metal door opened and Xu Yue stumbled out.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Mrs. Huo Is A Crybaby [Book 2]
FantasíaDisclaimer: Neither the pictures and the content belong to me. They are uploaded here not for any purpose but for entertainment. Song Yaoyao had already died in her previous life. Her life ended on the day of her 19th birthday. Cause of death: hear...