No wonder Mr. Ling would keep Qiaoqiao by his side.
For those women whom he loves but cannot have, who could... resist such temptation?
It feels like a joke played by the heavens.
Meng Tingting followed Che out of Qiaoqiao's room, looked at Che, and said, "Che, are you okay?"
Che said coldly, "I'm fine, just can't stand looking at her and don't want her to stay here."
"You're actually trying to help her, aren't you?"
Meng Tingting's words made Ling Xiche stiffen. He hadn't expected Meng Tingting to see through his intentions at a glance.
He looked at her and denied, "Help her? How am I helping her?"
"You know she wants to leave, so you deliberately use this way to send her off." Qiaoqiao, who was eager to leave but couldn't, looked so pitiful.
They both knew she, as a young girl, couldn't escape from Ling Zhiyuan's grasp.
This power dynamic, for some, is truly helpless.
Ling Xiche said, "No, I'm just simply not fond of her."
