Allen Lin was stunned. She didn't expect that Maria Zhao would say something like that.
However, he had heard a lot of such words, and he was even used to it. He sighed and said, "even if I can't help you, you can at least relieve the pressure after you tell me."
Allen Lin's gentle voice fell in Maria Zhao's ear, making Maria Zhao feel a little guilty.
Allen Lin did this for her own good, but she shouldn't have lost her temper on Allen Lin.
But when she thought of that woman, she couldn't help but think of the intimate picture of Allen Lin and her. She sneered, "I don't need your useless help, because the pressure on me is brought by you. If it weren't for you, how could I end up like this?"
Maria Zhao regretted saying that, but it was too difficult for her to make an apology again, so Maria Zhao sat in the car with a cold face.
Seeing this, Allen Lin didn't say anything. [安安] drove the car quietly all the way home.