d Mrs. Jian, you can disregard all the other identities you should be responsible for, is that right" For example, her biological mother, who should love and protect her... The middle-aged wealthy wom...Su Meng faced Shen Xiujin, her heart pounding with nervousness: "Mr. Shen, I just feel sorry for Jian Tong."

She was explaining why she had been helping Jian Tong conceal the origins of so much wealth.

Shen Xiujin's mood wasn't very good at the moment.

The woman's last sharp and sarcastic words kept echoing in her ears, refusing to fade away. Hearing Su Meng say something about "Jian Tong being pitiful" at this moment, the thin lips suddenly curled into a cold arc:

"Sumeng, I have no good people under me."

Isn't that woman pitiful … To curse and humiliate a deceased friend

Such a person, makes you feel pity

He was furious, beyond furious!

When she became pitiful and wretched, there was no anger like this today!

In my memory, Jian Tong was proud and spirited. She would never insult a deceased person like this!

But today, she surprised him...with an inexplicable anger and a bewildering disappointment. He couldn't understand it; he didn't know what he was disappointed in!

Su Meng's forehead was covered in cold sweat. The man before her, with a single word, could decide her life or death.

But... she didn't regret it!

"Mr. Shen, I disobeyed your order. I was wrong and I'm willing to accept punishment." Su Meng stood straight with her spine erect.

For a moment, Shen Xiujin's eyes glazed over. In Su Meng, he saw the image of Jian Tong from his memory, the same courage to take responsibility, the same unwavering posture when facing him, the same...no regrets!

"Tomorrow morning, go to the Criminal Court and accept your punishment." The icy voice cut through the air, resolute and unforgiving. The slender leg lifted, striding out.

Su Meng leaned her soft body against the white wall behind her, taking a long time before letting out a sigh of relief.

Letting out a heavy breath, Su Meng raised her arm to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead... Shen Xiujin was willing to let her go to the Punishment Hall to receive punishment. This was a good thing.

Then I thought, that idiot Jian Tong, who knows what happened to him.

As her thoughts shifted, Su Meng didn't hesitate and walked towards Jian Tong's ward.

Just arriving at the ward, Su Meng raised her hand to knock on the door. Suddenly, her raised hand froze mid-air. She pricked up her ears and listened. The suppressed roar she had just heard was not an illusion.

On the other side of the door, a beast-like roar echoed, suppressed and low, rough and unpleasant... Yes, that was the distinctive voice of the fool's ruined voice.

A stifled, subdued, wounded little beast's whimper that dares not be loud.

Su Meng stood rooted to the spot, like a statue, at the door of Jian Tong's ward, motionless for a long time.

After a long while, the stifled rasping in the patient's throat gradually subsided. Su Meng focused her attention, confirming that the person in the ward had fallen silent.

She didn't rush inside. After about another half hour, Su Meng stood at the doorstep and waited for a full minute before raising her arm to knock on the door again.

Walk in.

At first glance, I saw the person on the sickbed, and coincidentally, they were also looking at me.

Two pairs of eyes met, a gentle smile graced Su Meng's delicate face: "Xiao Tong, are you alright"

"Well. I'm fine," the person in bed said calmly, as if there had been no injury just moments ago, "The doctor said I was lucky."

That tranquil look gave Su Meng a sudden pang of unease. If not for the stifled roars she'd heard at the door moments before, she might have believed her.

Su looked at Jian Tong, her eyes deep with consideration. In the end, she raised a smile and walked towards Jian Tong, pulled up a chair, and sat by her bedside. She then reached out and placed her hand on Jian Tong's back: "It's fine now. Just take good care of yourself. This time, your knee injury isn't light either."

Su Meng wanted to grab Jian Tong desperately, shaking her shoulders and questioning her: Why don't you cry out! Why don't you say anything! Why are you pretending nothing happened!

Are you really okay Then why would you scream alone, in a place where no one can see you! And why can I hear the pain and suppression that runs through your screams

While Min Ming was undoubtedly the most affected, it was Su Meng whose hands trembled.

Su Meng seemed to, in Jian Tong's body, see her own past.... That damned past, she wanted to forget, yet today, because of Jian Tong, it had been brought back into sharp focus!

"Are you hungry" After a long while, Su Meng finally suppressed the turmoil in her heart and faced Jian Tong calmly: "What do you want to eat I'll go buy it for you."

As she spoke, she got up and was about to leave, but suddenly her arm was grabbed. A rough voice from behind the bed called out, "Mengjie."

Su Meng didn't look back.

A gruff voice from behind said, "...Shoulder, could I borrow it for a bit"

Su Meng's heart finally trembled, her eyes were a bit sour... Without speaking, she turned around, and was hugged by a pair of arms, wrapping around her waist, and a head buried in her chest.

He could feel clearly, the skull in his arms, trembling slightly. Su Meng couldn't see Jian Tong's expression, but he could guess that this fool must be secretly crying.

Sighing lightly… This is a good thing too.

A person who never cried finally learned to cry.

"Little one, remember what I told you I, Su Meng, run the streets of S city. I'm cold-hearted and heartless, used to it. But with you, it's different. It's not that I'm a kind person, I don't consider myself a good person at all. Yet, I still have a sliver of humanity for you.

"

Little child, before, I felt that you and I from the beginning were so alike.

But now, I find that we are actually very different.

I only just found out, you come from a wealthy family, the eldest daughter of the Jian family, a prominent family in S city.

And I, have always just been a child from a poor family.

I've endured hardships since childhood, so I was able to weather the storms that came later. It's all thanks to the struggles I faced during my youth.

But you're different. You were pampered and raised with everything you ever wanted. Despite all this hardship, you can still maintain the pride in your bones. Jian Tong, you are far stronger than I am.

Having gone through wind, frost, snow, and rain in childhood, enduring some hardships and getting back up again; compared to those who grew up in comfort but faced sudden setbacks, yet still managed to live well... Su Meng felt that Jian Tong was tougher than weeds.

It's hard to imagine that the daughter of a big conglomerate, a young lady from a wealthy family, would possess such tenacious characteristics like weeds.

"Meng Jie," Jian Tong didn't raise her head, still buried in Su Meng's chest, suddenly mumbled softly: "Meng Jie, they say I killed someone, out of jealousy, deliberately designing to kill Shen Zong's beloved woman, my best friend Xia Wei Ming."

"I don't believe it. You wouldn't stoop to this."

Su Meng said faintly.

Immersed in a dream of Su Meng, Jian Tong suddenly burst into tears.

Shen Xiujin... I must have been blind! Someone who has spent half a year with me understands me better than you!her beautiful face. It was a light, playful smile, yet it inexplicably made one's heart feel heavy. 。Kane's eyes moved slightly, glancing at the high ceiling before falling back to Jian Tong across fr...