The charity gala ca to an end with Chen Ji’s closing remarks.
Everyone began to leave gradually, with no one sparing unnecessary thoughts on Ai Jiang.
However, when Xia Wan’an was leaving, she glanced at Ai Jiang on the stage. She seed to have been struck by lightning, standing stiffly on the stage, her face changing colors from pale to green, shifting so dramatically that it was almost captivating. She was clenching her fists tightly and gritting her teeth, as if enduring sothing.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard she tried to hold back, she couldn’t help but burst into tears before everyone had left.
Compared to Ai Jiang’s frequent weeping bouts of the past, Xia Wan’an had to admit, Ai Jiang crying now gave her more satisfaction.
Only half an hour ago, she was standing proudly on the stage, imagining she had entered the world of social elites. In the blink of an eye, she had fallen from heaven to hell. She had been stripped bare, revealing her true self to the circle she wanted to join, how could she not break down?
What she wanted was exactly this kind of breakdown... Xia Wan’an admitted, she did this intentionally. After all, losing what you never had isn’t the scariest part. The scary part is having sothing within reach and then losing it again.
But does Ai Jiang think this is the end?
If so, she is too naive... Next, Xia Wan’an will demonstrate to her what real despair in life is.
It’s not that Xia Wan’an is cruel, but that she has been pushed so far by Ai Jiang that she can no longer show rcy.
When Ai Jiang had used those tactics against her in the past, Xia Wan’an had not completely annihilated her out of consideration for old tis... until later, when Xia Wan’an realized that so people, however, would not let you go. Ai Jiang repeatedly using Song Youman was one thing, but she even wanted to obliterate Qin Shujian... If it hadn’t been for Xia Wan’an’s discovery that soone was following her and preparing in advance, she might have been killed by Ai Jiang!
Rembering this, Xia Wan’an, looking at Ai Jiang crying her eyes out on stage, a cold smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.
...
As Xia Wan’an reached the grand lobby of the gala venue, she spotted a familiar figure.
Gu Yuzhi, dressed in his ho clothes, rushed into the grand lobby, looking anxiously around, as if searching for sothing. Soon his gaze fell on Xia Wan’an, his eyes brightened and he strode towards her direction.
Gu Yuzhi ran past Xia Wan’an and went straight to Gao Lin who was standing behind her: "Who allowed you to go to Beijing without saying a word?"
"Don’t you know you’re pregnant now? If anything happens, who’s responsible? Who can handle the responsibility?"
In the face of Gu Yuzhi’s seemingly angry accusations, Gao Lin laughed and reached out to hold his hand: "I knew you wouldn’t let co, so I sneaked here without telling you..."
Gu Yuzhi still looked a bit annoyed.
"Azhi, I’m tired and hungry, I’ve been sitting at the gala for a long ti and my back hurts..."
"Where does it hurt? I’ll rub it for you..." Although Gu Yuzhi’s face hadn’t completely softened, he put his hand on Gao Lin’s waist and helped her rub it, all the while directing her towards the entrance: "What do you want to eat? I’ll take you to eat sothing... After dinner, we can find a hotel to stay the night before heading back..."
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