Lu Yanxi swayed unsteadily. If Qiao Yin hadn't quickly steadied her, she would have probably collapsed to the ground.
There were others around, so she held back her tears as Qiao Yin helped her out of the casino.
Once in Qiao Yin's car, she let the tears fall: "Yinyin, you were right, Chen Yuan... he doesn't like me at all! He's not just nice to me; he's also so good to other women! He doesn't even try to hide it!"
Qiao Yin sighed, handing her a tissue to wipe her tears: "It's better to realize this sooner rather than later. It will prevent you from getting further into this, from which you may not be able to extract yourself."
She had harbored feelings for Lu Lingche for a long time. She knew how difficult and painful it was to accept that your feelings aren't reciprocated.
"Now that you know he doesn't like you, and you know what kind of person he is, it's not too late, truly."