"I know Jin Mobei listens to you. Can you ask him to come see me?"
Jin Mobei again!
"Miss Jiang, may I ask a question?" Tang Suiyu looked at her calmly.
"Sure, what is it?" Jiang Yihuan's face didn't look good.
"Is the child Brother Bei's?" Though she had heard many versions of the story.
But she wanted to hear it directly from Jiang Yihuan.
The room was silent for a few seconds before Jiang Yihuan's gentle voice came through, "What if I say yes?"
"If so, Miss Jiang, why did you try to slit your wrist and commit suicide yesterday?" Tang Suiyu glanced at her bandaged wrist, "If you truly love Brother Bei and are carrying his child, why don't you live well? Why seek death? Forgive me for being blunt, but your actions and words are very unconvincing."
Tang Suiyu never used to care about herself much. Even if she sought help, she always maintained a detached attitude.
Perhaps only such a woman could be considered smart.
