Xia Duoduo's face was slightly pale, as if the budding feelings she had just developed were suddenly crushed.
She stood there, watching the woman on the deck crouching down slowly, burying her head between her knees, her shoulders trembling. A sharp pain instantly pierced her heart.
For a long time, she finally withdrew her gaze and left slowly.
The top floor of the luxurious yacht.
Jin Xuan'er led Ji Wei to a door and pushed it open. "Huo Yan is inside. I won't get involved in your private matters anymore; you can go in and talk to him yourself. But let me give you a word of advice, Miss Ji—control yourself a bit. Don't cause a scene here. The guests downstairs are still enjoying themselves, and I doubt you'd want them all to climb up here to watch, would you?"
It seemed like Huo Yan had even told Jin Xuan'er about the incident from years ago when Ji Wei beat him up.
