"..." Had he fallen to this state because of her? When Sheng Qianxia remembered how Ling Muye had spared nothing at the banquet, her feelings were somewhat mixed.
She should have really hated him and been delighted to see his downfall and even should have mocked him bitterly, but why did she only feel he was a bit pitiful?
She remembered his lonely figure, remembered him saying, "At least your family is still here, but mine?"
"Cough cough cough..." Just then, Gong Beiyao coughed forcefully twice, interrupting their conversation.
Sheng's father and Sheng Qianxia both looked towards Gong Beiyao—
Gong Beiyao then said even more calmly, "Seems like I have a bit of a cold, my throat is quite uncomfortable. You two continue..."
Sheng's father continued speaking to Sheng Qianxia, "Qianxia... you used to be closest to Muye, and Dad can see that he really liked you, could you..."
"Cough cough cough cough!!" Gong Beiyao coughed even more forcefully.
