Zhao Dong was relieved when he learned that Sophie was safe and that it was a false alarm.
He called Wang Meng and told him that everything was fine, and asked him to go pick him up first.
After everything was arranged, Zhao Dong lifted his legs and left.
Halfway through, he seemed to remember something. When he looked back, he was frozen on the spot!
Meng Jiao stood alone by the balcony. The cold wind blew up her skirt, exposing two slender ankles.
In a daze, people were shivering from the cold.
Especially the helpless figure of her holding her shoulders, it makes people feel sad to see her.
Zhao Dong was in a complicated mood. Under the change of mood, his tone became a little more apologetic, "I'm sorry..."
Meng Jiao didn't look back, as if laughing at herself, "Is she okay?"
Zhao Dong nodded, "It's okay, it was just a false alarm."
Meng Jiao scoffed: "Since she is fine, why don't you leave? If you don't go to find her, why are you still here?"
Zhao Dong asked tentatively, "What about you?"
Meng Jiao laughed at herself, "Me? What can happen to me?"
"The daughter of a corrupt criminal is so shameless, what will happen to me?"
"Besides, even if something happens to me, who would care?"
"You? Do you care?"
Zhao Dong didn't know how to answer. Although he was eager to return, Meng Jiao was in a bad state right now, so how could he leave with peace of mind.
He took a half step forward and said, "Don't be like this..."
Meng Jiao scolded, "Don't come over here!"
Zhao Dong did not dare to move.
Meng Jiao continued to ask, "What am I like?"
"Who am I? Didn't you see clearly tonight?"
"I am Wei Dongming's mistress. For money, I can sell my body!"
"I am a conspirator. Sophie almost had an accident today, which is inseparable from me!"
"I'm a shameless mistress. I know you're getting married soon, but I still keep getting entangled with you!"
"Zhao Dong, am I right?"
Zhao Dong apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that."
"Don't take it to heart because of some unintentional remarks."
"Come here first, it's cold outside."
Meng Jiao was disappointed and said: "What you said without intention?"
"You are worried about Sophie, afraid that something will happen to her, so you can trample on my dignity without any scruples? Regardless of my feelings?"
"Zhao Dong, you said before that you want me to treat you as a friend."
"But what about you? How did you do it?"
"In your heart, I can't even compare to one of Sophie's fingers!"
After saying that, Meng Jiao turned around and started climbing up the steps on the balcony.
Zhao Dong's emotions were affected, and his body was like an arrow leaving the string, "Meng Jiao, what do you want to do?"
Meng Jiao ignored it and stretched out her hand outside the balcony, "Look how beautiful the night here is?"
"But I am like a passer-by. No matter how beautiful the night is, it is destined to have nothing to do with me!"
Zhao Dong slowly moved forward, "Don't be impulsive. If there is any misunderstanding about tonight, I am willing to apologize to you. You can come down first and talk about it later!"
Meng Jiao felt depressed, "Zhao Dong, do you know, my mother passed away in the hospital a few days ago."
"They were just buried this morning."
Zhao Dong was stunned, "I'm sorry..."
"Why didn't you tell me? I should have gone to express my condolences."
Meng Jiao said to herself, "In this world, my only relative is my father."
"But he will be locked up in a detention center. Once the Wei family's charges are confirmed, what he will face is an endless sentence."
"I thought I still had a friend like you..."
Zhao Dong took another step forward, "I'm still your friend."
Meng Jiao suddenly turned around and laughed at herself, "Friend? Is this how you treat your friends?"