At this point in the conversation, Shu Jiaojiao finally regained her senses from the shock.
She understood, she finally understood where Bei Lingfeng's anger tonight had stemmed from!
However, this clear realization merely led her from one hopeless abyss into an even deeper one.
At this moment, as she locked eyes with Bei Lingfeng, a mix of indescribable feelings swirled together inside her, and she could no longer discern whether her heart was more filled with anger or pain, for all was now beyond her control.
She was powerless to feel, powerless to argue, also powerless to bear all of this.
Thus, as the tears in her eyes finally dried out, in this moment devoid of any warmth, Shu Jiaojiao gazed deeply at Bei Lingfeng with an icy stare, pressing him word by word with utmost clarity from her lips:
