Bai Zhi didn't know who the two women were who just spoke, but it didn't matter. What mattered was that their words were like knives stabbing into her heart.
She felt wronged, yet she also thanked those words for allowing her to see reality clearly.
What kind of reality?
The reality was that, in the eyes of others, she was just a woman who specialized in enticing men.
And this kind of her, even without a boyfriend, was not worthy of him.
Returning to the hall, she took off the suit jacket she was wearing. She was in such a hurry that she forgot to return it to him, but now, draping it over her shoulders would clearly be inappropriate.
She hurriedly walked towards Duan Xingzhou, who was talking to someone else, but Bai Zhi couldn't care about that now. She stuffed the suit jacket into his arms and then turned and left without saying a word.
Duan Xingzhou stared at the suit jacket in his hands in a daze, then looked at her hasty departure, only then realizing he should ask her.
