"Ni Yang, calm down, she's just here to see you…" Huo Mian tried to settle Ni Yang down.
"Sister Mian… you know my story… I don't want to say anything else… tell her to leave, now!" Ni Yang screamed… He had never been so mad, and his anger shocked Huo Mian.
Xie Juan bent down and picked up the fruit.
Then, she placed it on the windowsill. She looked at Ni Yang with a complicated expression on her face. "Don't be mad, I'll leave now… I heard that you were sick, so I came to check on you. I hope you get better soon."
"Even if I die, it'll still be none of your business. Don't pretend to be the good person here," Ni Yang spat at her.
"I know. Anyways… I hope you can get better soon."
Xie Juan didn't want to leave; she looked at Ni Yang before turning around to leave sadly…
Huo Mian came out with her. "Ms. Xie, you should tell him the truth. Perhaps he won't hate you as much."