Qin Ruojing slightly tilted her head back and took a deep breath, but the mist in her eyes still turned into two tears, silently sliding down her cheeks.
"When Du Lin called me, I was busy negotiating a deal with an executive in the fashion business. I just said, 'I'm busy right now, I'll call you back later,' and hung up, then forgot all about it. Until that night after finishing a business dinner, when I returned home, I still hadn't remembered."
"Du Lin called again, asking if I had time now. At that point, I was drunk, and considering our casual way of speaking, I cheekily teased her, asking if she was down and out, if no one wanted what she wrote."
"I honestly didn't mean it back then. I just remember saying a lot of similar things. Looking back now, those words were truly hurtful."
