Luo Jialin pulled Luo Qiao aside and Luo Qiao curiously asked, "What's up?"
"I ran into Zhao Jianing again this morning, and I don't know how to tell you, but she was getting beaten by Qiu Shaoyang right in the street, screaming her head off."
"Aren't they unmarried? Why doesn't she leave if he's hitting her? Why stick around?"
"She probably has nowhere to go, or maybe she's just too in love with Qiu Shaoyang to want to leave him."
"Then she deserves it, she's asking for it. No one can help her with that attitude."
"You don't know, I bumped into her on the street before the New Year, and she even tried to borrow money from me, asking for a thousand right off the bat. I didn't lend it to her."
Actually, she didn't mention that she couldn't bear to stand by and do nothing, so she gave Zhao Jianing fifty yuan, since that was all she had in her pocket at the time. She really pitied her and couldn't remain indifferent.
