Hua Nishang's brows slightly furrowed, knowing that something significant must have happened; otherwise, Su Qingcheng wouldn't possibly be crying like this.
Ignoring Su Qingcheng's objections, Hua Nishang pushed open the door and entered the room.
"Get out... Get out..."
Su Qingcheng cried out.
Hua Nishang hurried to her side, holding her and gently patting her back.
"You can tell me anything that's bothering you, and I will help you."
"Don't handle everything all by yourself; it's too exhausting."
Hearing her consolation, Su Qingcheng cried even harder.
She trembled as she handed her mobile phone to Hua Nishang.
After seeing the text on the phone, Hua Nishang's agony instantly constricted.
"Is this true?"
"The message from the Su Family can't possibly be fake... Ning Fan, he..."
Su Qingcheng sobbed heavily, and even Hua Nishang, stricken as if by lightning, began to weep.
The two women clung to each other, crying hysterically, even forgetting to suppress their voices.