Chapter 57

Shu Xia hung up the call immediately after she finished speaking.

Her heart, long since riddled with holes from past wounds, had originally felt, because of Shu Xuan's words, that perhaps they were not yet beyond saving.

As it turned out...

She had overthought it.

When Qiao Muting came downstairs, he happened to hear her on the phone and heard what she said.

After hanging up the phone, although the woman did not shed tears, she looked like a wounded young beast, pitifully licking its wounds alone.

Qiao Muting's black pupils deepened; it seemed something in the depths of his heart had been touched.

He, too, had once licked his wounds alone.

The sound of footsteps coming down the stairs startled Shu Xia.

Shu Xia raised her head to look at Qiao Muting, and the hatred and pain that had not yet dissipated from her eyes fell, caught off guard, into Qiao Muting's black eyes.

Qiao Muting was taken aback.

She...

Shu Xia realized she had lost her composure and immediately lowered her eyes.

Qiao Muting walked over with his long legs, and sensing her low mood, he said, "The tea you gave me last night was very effective."

About an hour after drinking the tea, his irritable and depressed heart had become almost peaceful, and he had fallen asleep without realizing it.

Shu Xia nodded in a somewhat flustered manner, "I'm glad it was useful. When it runs out, I'll go prepare some more. I have things to do, so I'll be going first."

She did not want to be seen in such a flustered and helpless state.

Grabbing her bag, she didn't even glance at Qiao Muting, ran to the door, changed her shoes, and pushed the door open to leave.

Qiao Muting frowned, withdrew his gaze, and looked at the yogurt container on the table that Shu Xia hadn't had time to throw away.

If there was nothing going on, she would usually make herself a nutritious breakfast when she got up in the morning.

That pair of beautiful, wounded eyes, like those of a young deer, appeared before his eyes once again, and the aura around him turned a few degrees colder.

He looked at the message Zhang Tezhu had just sent him on his phone.

She had not fought back against the Lin Family on social media, not because she lacked evidence, but because she had been silenced on the social media platform.

The Lin Family had blocked her path, and then her own biological mother had been cold toward her, choosing to let her suffer even after knowing the truth...

Qiao Muting tapped his fingers on the table a few times and called Zhang Tezhu.

"Qiao, what are your instructions?"

Zhang Tezhu's tone was a bit urgent.

Ever since he changed his Yupai two days ago, he had clearly felt that his luck had improved; yesterday, he had casually scratched a small lottery ticket and actually won one thousand yuan, the biggest prize he had ever won in his life!

This kind of good fortune falling from the sky was a first in his life.

And if it weren't for Miss Shu's reminder earlier, if he had kept wearing that Yupai, he might have lost his life to bad luck by now.

Therefore, now that Miss Shu was being bullied, and he knew the truth of the matter, he would feel guilty if he didn't step in to help!

His conscience had been under heavy condemnation last night, and he hadn't slept well all night; seeing those people who didn't know the truth being led by the Lin Family's internet trolls made him furious.

But he had to wait for Qiao's order; if Qiao didn't say to help Miss Shu, he didn't dare to help in a big way!