Shen Ning Ran Bo Jin

Shen Ningran didn't think there was anything wrong with what she said. If she was being too harsh, then weren't the insults they hurled at her equally bad,"Why don't you ask them what they said about me Did I go and provoke them Did I force them to chase after me Is it a crime for me to retort when they speak ill of me",Bo Jin Yu frowned, thinking of the child who was eight months old but died in her womb. She softened a little.。