"Ah, Su Liuying, it's all your fault! All your fault! I won't let you go!"
Li Youxi, living in a rented room, screamed hysterically. She was unwilling to accept this. Now that the Li family was bankrupt, she was forced to live in such a small place. Zhao Qian seemed to have adapted, but she could never get used to it!
She was accustomed to living a life of luxury; how could she adapt to this simple lifestyle?
These days, Zhao Qian was busy going to the hospital to take care of Li Zhiqiang, and dealing with those creditors at the company, leaving her utterly exhausted. She didn't have any extra energy to comfort Li Youxi.
Since Liu Hengyuan helped her rent the place and left, he really hadn't come to see her again. She lost the last person willing to help her.
Li Youxi grabbed the pillow on the sofa and violently slammed it against the coffee table. Her mindset had completely shifted. She didn't think all this was self-inflicted; she believed it was all caused by Su Liuying.
