C123 Scapegoat

The next day I saw Jiang Mingming at the company. His eyes were bloodshot, and I figured he hadn't slept last night, so I didn't dare buy him any coffee. I made him a cup of tea.

Seeing me bring him a cup of ginseng tea, Jiang Mingming suddenly smiled, "I've finally grown up. I know I'll feel sorry for him."

I didn't feel good because of what Jiang Ming said