Her fingers gripped the railing tightly, her lips pale from biting.
Mother Qiao quickly fetched a piece of clothing to cover her, "Manman, why did you come out?"
She tried to lead Qiao Man back to her room, but Qiao Man was stuck there like a nail, unable to move. Her shoulder even retreated slightly, pressing closer against the railing, the cold touch separated only by a layer of sleepwear against her stomach.
Her other hand hung at her side, and only when Mother Qiao tugged at her did she notice that the trouser legs were creased, her nails still dug into her leg as if she didn't feel pain.
Mother Qiao sighed, "You heard it all, didn't you? Mo Tingshen is here to break off the engagement. He offered you two villas by the bay, where the property prices are very high, fifty to sixty million each..."
"Who allowed you to accept it!"
