"You're talking about her? This is personal grudge, not bullying—it's revenge." Wei Cheng smirked slightly, a chill flashing in his eyes. Because he liked Jin Mo, he had been more indulgent with her. If it had been anyone else who dared to rush into his territory, they would've been beaten and chased out long ago.
"This young lady is my friend. I can't just stand by and watch her die."
Jin Mo pointed to Shi Yan, who was slumped on the couch, speaking seriously, her face devoid of the smile from before.
"I'm really sorry about that; I didn't know beforehand that she was your friend. If I knew she had a connection with Miss Jin, I wouldn't have laid a hand on her, but now that it's come to this, you see..."
No matter what Wei Cheng said, Jin Mo still looked at him with a serious face.
He was over forty, corpulent, his eyes brimming with scheming and lewdness. Jin Mo felt uncomfortable all over with just one glance.
