Feng Yongzhuo saw her turn away and was instead worried she was upset, so he leaned over and said: "Shen Jiayin, I didn't mean anything by what I said just now."
"I, I know."
Hearing her voice was a bit low, Feng Yongzhuo lowered his head and noticed her expression seemed sorrowful, and exclaimed: "And you say you're not upset by what I just said?"
"No, no, it's not that. It's just, I just thought, thought of the boss—he might be hurt." She had no choice but to speak the truth.
Yan Yajing, hearing her words, deeply sympathized with Yao Ye, nodding in agreement: "Anyone who's been dumped would be hurt. But Yao Ke deserves it. Who told him to be so picky, always dumping others, so he should taste what it's like to be dumped for once."
Feng Yongzhuo not only disagreed with what they said but also laughed heartily: "You think Yao Ke is really upset?"
The two women immediately looked at him.
