บท 397: The Heart of Compassion

Yin Jiuling was scolded so much that she began loathing herself. She even committed acts of self-harm. At this point, she had almost forgotten about her original goal to sing. 

Song Ci looked at Yin Jiuling. The latter's head was lowered. She was like a pitiful stray cat.

Yin Jiuling's manager is a horrible person. Even David did not push "Song Ci" this far. It was no surprise that Yin Jiuling cried at the staircase. Coupled with her soft personality, depression was basically unavoidable. 

Song Ci sighed in her heart, feeling a little sympathetic.

Yin Jiuling entered Song Ci's car. The driver turned on the heater and Yang Haoran poured a glass of hot water for her. Only then did she recover from the cold. Yin Jiuling's hands and feet were no longer as stiff as before. She looked at the glass of water and began to feel embarrassed. 

'Did she see Director Liang and Brother Lin scolding me?'