The rich and powerful family: Leng Shao, please don't tease!

The office fell silent, and the commotion outside gradually subsided.

In the silence, only Ningxia's sobbing could be heard.

"Come and sit..."

Taking a few deep breaths to adjust her emotions, Lin Weiwei greeted her softly, walked over and sat on the sofa.

Ningxia stood up slowly, walked over and sat opposite Lin Weiwei.

"Ningxia, I never thought that one day we would come to this point."

There was endless disappointment and loneliness in the words, Lin Weiwei sighed softly: "I know, you hate me in your heart."

Ling Weiwei just didn't want to use her brain, but in fact, why didn't she know it?

Although Ning Fei's suicide had nothing to do with her, it was just such a coincidence.

Ling Weiwei ridiculed Ning Xia as an illegitimate daughter in public, Ning Xia went home and questioned her mother, and then Ning Fei committed suicide.

After such a series of incidents, how could Ningxia not blame Ling Weiwei?

"At that time, we were all young. It's understandable for you to think that way. We've grown up after being separated for a few years. I thought you had thought it through. It seems that I was wrong."

"Vivi..."

Hearing that Lin Weiwei's words were wrong, Ningxia hurriedly said: "Weiwei, I really don't blame you, really. I admit that I blamed you back then. After all, if you didn't laugh at me, I wouldn't have questioned my mother. Whoever my father is, my mother will not leave me. But, Weiwei, I have already figured it out, really..."

Although what happened between mountains and rivers on Saturday was irreversible, Lin Weiwei was not taken advantage of by Xing Zhiyu, and Ning Xia always felt that she could still fight for it.

What if Lin Weiwei believed it?

Tears welled up again, and Ningxia looked at Lin Weiwei and cried, "Weiwei, it was actually me who killed my mother, but I was unwilling to face the truth and put all the responsibility on you. Weiwei, I really know I was wrong, please forgive me, okay?"

"Sorry, I can not do it."

Lin Weiwei shook his head slowly, "Ningxia, our friendship may only stop here."

As Ling Weiwei, Ning Xia is her only friend.

And it was the same for Lin Weiwei.

Lin Weiwei will never forget that Ningxia cooked soup for her and helped her clean the room. Even though she was younger than her, she scolded her like a sister for not being able to take care of herself.

Before Saturday, Lin Weiwei really regarded Ningxia as a good girlfriend and sister.

Because of this, Lin Weiwei couldn't accept Ningxia's betrayal even more.

If the person in the room that day was not Xing Zhiyu, and Leng Jinran was not behind her, what would have happened that day, Lin Weiwei could hardly imagine.

"Ningxia, we can't go back. In this life, let alone good girlfriends and sisters, we are ordinary people. We can't go back."

Said in a deep voice, Lin Weiwei looked at Ning Xia with calm eyes, "From now on, let's treat each other as passers-by."

"Vivi?"

Ning Xia cried out in surprise, with an expression of disbelief.

The next moment, there was a knock on the office door, and the Minister of Security walked in with two security guards with a disturbed expression on his face.

"Miss, please."

Talking to Ningxia with a bad face, the Minister of Security did not forget to throw a flattering smile at Lin Weiwei.

The nails dug deep into the palm, and the pain spread all the way to her heart. Ning Xia slowly got up and walked outside.

Turning around, seeing Lin Weiwei's face was cold, she didn't even look at her, and at the same time, he was coldly admonishing the Minister of Security for punishing the idlers after they were put into the company, Ningxia's drooping eyes suddenly glowed. There was a gloomy light.