Chapter 25 - 22 His Looks
Xie Ying'an's chauffeur was waiting for them in the parking spot outside the door, and by the time they got into the car, it was already ten o'clock at night.
Xie Ying'an did not give Li Qingmo the chance to sit in the back seat, so Li Qingmo had no choice but to sit in the passenger seat, while Xie Ying'an squeezed into the back with a few girls.
Luckily, there was no overweight person among them, so they all managed to fit.
The streetlights outside the car shone through the glass onto Li Qingmo's sullen face. He turned his head to look at the back seat: "Which one of you is going to tell me what happened?"
Wen Shiyi swallowed, hanging her head as she replied in a low voice, "This is all my fault."
Her voice carried a sobbing tone: "But I really didn't know, when my sister asked where I was, I just happened to be mixed up with Song, Song Shize."
Ruan Ruan was sitting on the far left, Wen Shiyi sat between Ruan Ruan and Qingran, and Xie Ying'an was on the far right, beside Qingran.
Li Qingmo narrowed his eyes and asked again, "Who is your sister?"
"Wen, Wen Siqi." She said, tears uncontrollably falling down.
Ruan Ruan held Wen Shiyi's hand, gently comforting her: "Don't cry, no one blames you."
A few tears fell on the back of Ruan Ruan's hand. Qingran handed Wen Shiyi a tissue, also consoling her, "It's not your fault, don't cry."