Zuo Weiyi's hands that were hanging by her sides gradually tightened into a fist. She did not know how to answer this question.
"Speak. I only want an answer."
His voice was extremely cold as he stared fixedly at the person in front of him. He wanted an answer that could convince him, as if he was looking for a reason for her not to save her mother.
"If I tell you, will you believe me?"
"Yes."
The one simple word warmed her heart for a moment. But at the same time, it also made her suffer. It was extremely painful!
"Before the car exploded, I wanted to rush over to save Mother, but... I was pulled by the little girl's mother, and she asked me to compensate her."
"So because of this, you left your injured mother—who could not escape from the car—and watched her die? "
When she met his cold and emotionless face, the strangeness in his dark eyes was something she had never seen before.
Her heart hurt again.
