Zhou Hui left these words and also departed.
Fan Lingjue's car was waiting outside the hospital.
"Mr. Fan, Miss Bai insisted on seeing you just now."
As the car drove away, Zhou Hui thought it over and decided to inform Fan Lingjue about this matter.
Fan Lingjue was staring out of the car window, somewhat lost in thought. Upon hearing Zhou Hui's words, a fleeting sense of regret brushed across his stern face—
"That's just the way she is, and I should have understood long ago that her becoming like this today is partly my fault and Haiming's... But..."
Fan Lingjue was deeply affected by this matter, and whenever he thought of Shu Yimo because of her, he felt uncomfortable in his heart...
If everything had gone according to the original plan, what would have been so bad about that?
Yet sometimes it seems that people are just like that, not content with their lot, always yearning for what they can't have— until in the end, they lose even what they were supposed to possess...
