Don't Insult Dogs

There was a sobbing tone in her voice as she fell into self-loathing.

"Miss Song, I'm really too useless."

"I know."

Mu Wei was stunned. She held back her tears and asked, "You know?"

"What if I say that I did all of this on purpose?"

"Wh-what?"

"Don't blame yourself. I've already told you that my purpose for helping you is not simple."

Mu Wei curled her fingers and held back her tears in a daze. She looked at the pretty face in the mirror and said softly, "No, you've helped me. Even if you've used me, I'm still grateful."

She was devout, like the most loyal believer.

Song Yaoyao smiled.

She looked at the way Song Jingwan handled the reporters' questions at the press conference with interest. Her expression was innocent and pure.

"This isn't a good role. I didn't plan to let you play it from the start."

Mu Wei let out a sigh of relief when she discovered Song Yaoyao's arrangements.