She coldly looked at the ambulance and said:
"Yang Yan was right. The path you choose is yours to bear the consequences of. But how innocent their families are! Alright, we've eaten enough, let's go."
After speaking, Wang Xue, a bit dejected, stood up and headed straight towards the hotel.
"It's all your fault! Didn't you know Wang Xue's brother died because he got involved with gambling and drugs?"
Shiya Jie said as she forcefully stomped on Yang Yan's foot, then chased after Wang Xue.
"Uh... How can this be my fault? This little pepper, her steps are really ruthless!"
Yang Yan stood up, grimacing, tossed a hundred-dollar bill on the table, and chased after the two women.
"Xue, don't be upset. That guy is just heartless all day long, saying whatever comes to his mind."
Shiya Jie cautiously comforted.
"Haha! You girl, why are you blaming Yang Yan? Actually, I share the same view on this matter as him."
