"Moreover, I still remember, the row of words on that paper had been slashed in many places, the handwriting was very rigid. The words seemed quite gentle, but they were filled with hostility when written."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I need to talk to my superior about this matter, don't bring trouble to me."
...
Song Yi felt her whole body stiffen, she was completely numb, and it seemed that the only thing she could feel was her heart.
It was pulling with pain.
She clutched the report she had written herself, turned, and stumbled away from the office door.
She only felt that Tang Si was struggling in such an environment, facing tests from superiors above and tests from society below.
In the middle of all this, handling complex social interactions, no wonder he was indifferent when he heard others gossiping about him.
She felt all her emotions becoming somewhat restless and anxious, and she ran tirelessly, wanting to see him.
