"You bastard! You're as disgusting as your job!" Ai Zhiyi shouted angrily, with his eyes filled with many tears. He sounded so devastated that his emotions ran out of control as he said again, "So this is what you wanted from the start, eh?! You intentionally tried to get close to us because you planned this?! Get lost! Get the hell away from here! You don't have to explain anything to me anymore!"
Qing Hua gritted his teeth; trying hard to hold the emotions bubbling up inside him.
Seeing Ai Zhiyi's reaction, Qing Hua thought that Ai Zhiyi deserved to be angry with him, but what he couldn't accept was whether Ai Zhiyi deserved to curse him like that? What's more, he didn't even know the intricacies of the matter. Who put drugs in Weixu's pocket? Who framed him?
Qing Hua had tried to explain many times to Ai Zhiyi that he had never slipped drugs into Chu Weixu's pocket; even knowing nothing at all about the drugs, sadly it was all in vain.
