"If you can't handle Lin Yang, your future is basically ruined. Unless he changes his statement, the PR team can only issue a statement that garners sympathy. No one knows what real impact it will have or how much it can mitigate the issue's effect on you. Time may fade many things, but it will also be brought up again and again."
Ling Tingfeng poured a glass of water for Li Tianxin, looked at her injured face, and frowned, "Lin Yan is a pretty good person by nature, but why is his brother like this? Hitting women, what a disgrace. I've seen Lin Yang before; he seemed like a well-behaved, tall, and thin guy."
"Can you protect me?" Li Tianxin pinned her hopes on Ling Tingfeng, clinging to him like a lifeline.
