Ever since Leng Jiuchen left, Mei Ning’s mood had been at a low ebb. Even though the president’s wife had comforted her as soon as she returned from the Leng family, she would always think of what Leng Jiuchen had said to her, she could not stop her tears from flowing.
She was not someone who liked to cry, and no one was willing to let her cry. However, because of Leng Jiuchen, she had shed a lot of tears.
She had just taken out a tissue to wipe the corner of her eyes when the door was pushed open without warning.
She looked up and saw that it was Mei Qing.
“Sister.”
Mei Qing closed the door and sighed softly, “Are you still crying? Xiao Ning, crying won’t solve any problems.”
Mei Ning lowered her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, “I know, but I feel bad.”
