At this moment, the living room finally quieted down a little.
The Madam President took a handkerchief to help Mei Ning wipe away her tears. Only then did she realize that Mei Ning was already holding a handkerchief in his hand. Judging by the color and style, it looked like a male handkerchief.
“Xiao Ning... This is...”
Mei Ning looked at the badly held handkerchief in his hand and choked with sobs. “When he handed me the handkerchief, I thought he would say marry me, or that we would get married. I didn’t expect...”
His momentary gentleness was just to hurt her more and to be more cruel.
“What did he say to you?”The president asked with a solemn face.
Mei Ning sniffed and said in a low voice, “He said that I’m not suitable for him.”
The president snorted coldly, “Not suitable? Then why didn’t he say so earlier? Now that the election is coming, he said that he’s not suitable! What a bastard!”
