Shuangshuang probed, saying to Jiang Jiali, "Jiali, is there something you can't talk about? If there is, tell me. Say it out loud and I'll help you!"
Jiang Jiali was a good girl. Aside from raising that bloodsucking parasite of a boyfriend, she was fine in every way. If possible, Shuangshuang really didn't mind helping her.
It wasn't that Shuangshuang looked down on people, but that bloodsucking boyfriend of Jiang Jiali's wasn't some rich or powerful guy—there was really nothing to be afraid of. Cleaning him up would be too easy.
But Jiang Jiali clearly didn't want to say anything to Shuangshuang: "It's nothing. My boyfriend and I are doing pretty well."
Shuangshuang frowned. "He almost beat you to death and you call that pretty well? Jiali, did he threaten you, like if you dare break up he'll kill your whole family or something? Don't be scared, just say it. I have ways to help you!"
