Qin Siting did not reply. He picked up his phone to answer a call that came in. The signal in the elevator was not very good. After listening for a while, he heard the other party's words more coherently and said indifferently, "Got it. I'll go over in five minutes."
With that, he hung up the phone but did not look at her again.
At this moment, Shi Niange was standing in the elevator. After so many years, this was the closest distance between them if she didn't count the time when he held her wrist earlier.
The words he had said to her in front of the emergency room were still ringing in her ears.
Every word was like a knife stabbing into her heart.
She had no conscience.
Her life was tough.
She deserved it.
Yes, she deserved it.
Since they were already in the elevator, there was no way she could do anything. She decided not to speak.