"If you want to see Ji Ziming to make things clear, I can bring you there, but I don't recommend doing so; that's because… that man isn't worth it."
Gu Zhengrong's words hit her heart like a sledgehammer.
Pei Ge raised her head and stared at him blankly.
After a moment, the confusion in her eyes gradually disappeared, and an indescribable certainty appeared on her face.
"No, I don't want to see him."
Yes, yesterday, she wanted to see the man. Be it farewell, gratitude, or hatred, she wanted to see him.
However, only deep-seated hatred was left in her heart after her phone conversation with Officer Wu.
She hated him.
She hated him for all the happiness he had brought—for making her fall in love with him deeply before breaking her love apart.
Whenever she thought of her comatose mother, she could never forgive him for everything that he had done to her.
