Everyone just saw her and Han Chengchi kissing, accusing her, but they didn't know how sorrowful she felt deep down, as if her faith had shattered in an instant.
Even she felt a slight hatred for Han Chengchi...
But that didn't mean she would calmly explain to Sheng Shi, admitting it was Han Chengchi who kissed her.
The Han Chengchi of now was down on his luck, while Sheng Shi stood high above; if Sheng Shi knew of such an act that damaged his dignity, he probably had ways to make Han Chengchi's life worse than death.
She could bring herself to dislike the disillusioning Han Chengchi, yet she couldn't ignore his life or leave him to die.
Moreover, she couldn't escape her own responsibility for this matter.
If she hadn't loved Han Chengchi, if she remained a little rational, a little clear-headed when he kissed her, then none of this would have happened.
She was like a creator of nightmares.
