Xue Yi looked at those words that seemed to carry tear stains, as if he could feel the trembling of Xu Mengjie's fingertips and her desperation on the verge of collapse while typing. His lips parted slightly, but he felt that any comfort or comment would appear pale and powerless.
"What's the discussion about? The atmosphere seems so heavy?" A gentle, clear voice timely interrupted. Si Younian walked over with two steaming cups of coffee, handed one to Xue Yi, pulled out a chair to sit, and his gaze wandered over the faces of the two with different expressions, "Sister Xia, firing on all cylinders again, who's being lectured now?"
Xi Hongxia rolled her eyes dramatically, her red lips parted, and her words were like knives, "Who else could it be? Our 'once promising former colleague,' Miss Xu·Broken Rich Dream·Kicked Out·Mengjie! Just got thrown out by the Su Family like a used rag, now running all over the world crying out to heaven and begging for mercy like a dog!"
