No matter how miserably Lin Jingxue cried or how hard she struggled, it was already to no avail. Li Shaoting was naturally a ruthless person by nature, and Jian An'an was his absolute bottom line. Yet Lin Jingxue had tested his patience time and time again; would he spare any mercy?
Upstairs, Madam Li, having heard the commotion, also walked down. Looking at the pathetic sight of Lin Jingxue outside, her expression was complicated. After all, having lived together for so many years, she had practically treated her like a daughter. In the end, you can know a person's face but not their heart—she had turned out to be such an ungrateful ingrate.
She only felt that life was unpredictable, without harboring much actual sorrow.
Chapter 542