The splash of cold water jolted Seo Fei into much greater clarity.
Tang Ming, however, wasn't done. He dragged her to the mirror, "Look at yourself now. I'm so disappointed. Remember how you lived so well in the United States without Leng Zimo? Why have you turned yourself into this? Have you forgotten our vow to reach the pinnacle where everyone has to look up to us? Have you forgotten all that?"
Seo Fei lifted her face and looked at herself in the mirror, suddenly finding the face before her unfamiliar.
In anguish, Tang Ming threw the showerhead against the wall, "You owe your current situation entirely to Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian, and now you only drown your sorrows in alcohol?!"
Wiping away the cold water from her face, Seo Fei looked at herself in the mirror, but it was as if she saw raging flames, saw herself wrapped in bandages, hideous as a ghost. Hatred slowly began to well up from the depths of her heart.
