In the eyes of Zeng Rou and Lin Wuyue, Ye Zhuo was basically a retard. She was nothing more than a full-blown retard!
If they were to order Ye Zhuo to head east, Ye Zhuo would not have the courage to head west.
If she did, she would not have been toyed around so easily by them and become an accessory for so many years.
Lin Wuyue did not even bother to pretend anymore. Her facial expression was filled with mockery. "Zhuo Zhuo, remember to get yourself more cosmetic products tomorrow! Rou Rou and I still have some affairs to attend to; we're leaving now."
"Sure." Ye Zhuo nodded.
Gazing after Wuyue and Zeng Rou's departing silhouette, the corner of Ye Zhuo's dark red lips curved into an arc. She would never believe that something would fall into her lap so easily in the past. She believed it now.
Meanwhile, Zeng Rou and Lin Wuyue headed to the Mu family's home. They wanted to eagerly report about Ye Zhuo's tragic state to Mu Yourong.
