Hearing Jiang Chenglong's explanation,
Rong Xuelong did not feel better at all and cried even more sadly.
"So I deserve to be unlucky? I deserve to lose my innocence?" Rong Xuelong's expression was pale. "What should I do? Who's going to tell me what to do? I don't want to live anymore!"
She then jumped off the bed and pounced towards the window.
"Xuelong!"
Ying Xiurui and Jiang Chenglong were shocked.
Rong Xuelong obviously couldn't jump off the building successfully. She had just pounced to the window when she was dragged back by two men.
"Xuelong, don't be agitated. This matter isn't your fault." Ying Xiurui comforted her repeatedly. "You're the victim, you didn't do anything wrong… No one can criticize you. I won't allow anyone to hurt your reputation."
Rong Xuelong wiped her tears and smiled pitifully. "What reputation do I still have? It's impossible for anyone to want me in this life."
As soon as she finished speaking,