"Director Shen, are you doing this just because you've disliked me for a long time!"
Bai Sheng'er suddenly interrupted her, her voice several decibels higher than usual, showing none of her usual fragility.
Shen Heyu sneered coldly, not expecting her to finally drop the act in front of her. Her body still ached, and her head felt uncomfortably groggy. As she turned to say something, she saw Bai Sheng'er walking toward the edge of the rooftop.
Tears streamed down Bai Sheng'er's face as if her heart had been greatly wronged. As she walked, she softened her voice and said, "I know Director Shen has never liked me, and perhaps it's all because of President Pei... but I really don't know what you're talking about. You suddenly accosted me with all this; isn't it just to vent your anger?"
"I'll fulfill your wish, I'll jump right now. As long as I'm dead, Director Shen can finally let go of me, right?"
Shen Heyu furrowed her brows tightly.