"What a coincidence, I don't want her to be hurt or unhappy either. Then why don't you get lost now?"
Ji Ziming's eyes were as dark as Thunder and fire hidden in the dark clouds at night. When he looked at Gu Zhengrong, who was standing at the bottom of the building, his gaze was so deep that it was terrifying.
"Okay, I'll go. If you have any clues about Xiaoyu, you have to tell me. I just hope that she can be happy."
Out of all the things he had said, this was the only true sentence.
As her boyfriend, he would feel guilty if she was really kidnapped or taken away by someone who had a grudge against her.
"I know, you can go."
She nodded, her beautiful eyes seemingly reflecting her disbelief of his words.
"Alright," he said. He looked longingly at the woman beside him and, without another word, got into his Porsche to leave the hospital.
