Chapter 227 - The Best Bestie In The Nation (2/2)

“I know,” Shen Qianshu said. She understood the feeling of being treated coldly and the feeling of loss. In the past few years, she had lost too much. She could imagine what Xiaojuan felt. She knew that Xiaojuan loved Yan Jianming very much, so much that she made herself feel inferior sometimes.

A strong woman like her had to endure such a thing.

Lin Xiaojuan hugged her and bawled her eyes out in sorrow. Her two arms gripped onto Qianshu’s clothes tightly. She tried her best to control herself, but it was to no avail. She had already broken down in her heart a long time ago, but she just had not found a venue to relieve her emotions.

“It’s okay, I’m here for you.” Shen Qianshu rubbed her shoulders lightly. It was just like when they were in high school, when Lin Xiaojuan was bullied. Shen Qianshu always said in a fearless tone, “Don’t worry, I’m here for you!”

After they graduated, Lin Xiaojuan changed from being the protected one to a protector. She watched over Qianshu and her son.

Others knew that she was a tough manager, but Shen Qianshu knew that deep down, Lin Xiaojuan was a little girl. Some things just did not change. Xiaojuan’s family was well-off, and if it was not for her, Xiaojuan would not have been dealing with so much in society while studying the moment they graduated from high school.

She owed Xiaojuan so much, and that was why she wanted to kill Yan Jianming when she found out that he had cheated on her.

She had even once been jealous of Yan Jianming.

The pair of besties were very close, and they had once joked that they would just live their life raising Tong Hua together. However, ever since Yan Jianming entered their life, the two were restrained by a lot of things. There was a period of time when Xiaojuan could not shut up about Jianming. In a moment of anger, Qianshu wished that they would break up sooner, and she said that Yan Jianming was unreliable and just a little boy who was flirtatious. Unfortunately, it had all come true.

Lin Xiaojuan cried for a whole twenty minutes, and her eyes were swollen like little walnuts. Shen Qianshu did not utter a single word. She kept her company silently and took some beers out from the fridge. While doing so, she saw the trash bin that was filled with empty beer bottles that Xiaojuan had not had enough time to put away.

In the past few days, Xiaojuan did not drink little.

She had been covering up her sorrow for almost a year.