The whole incident had quietly come to an end. Only mo Zhiyun's voice could be heard occasionally, and he couldn't help but feel frightened.
The monster that Lu Heyun had raised himself had almost devoured him.
If Wen Xingchen had been more ruthless, Lu Heyun would have really lost his life.
Perhaps, at the last moment, Wen Xingchen's heart softened, and she couldn't bear to see Lu Heyun die.
She was even willing to donate her heart to Lu Heyun. Was it really just to stand between him and Lu Heyun forever?
If she really hated Lu Heyun that much, she would have done nothing and just watched Lu Heyun die.
To a certain extent, Wen Xingchen and Lu Heyun were the same kind of people.
Their love and hate had been twisted, making people feel fear.
Mo Zhiyun let out a soft sigh. He turned around, placed the coffee cup on the table, and returned to his desk to continue working.
Dong Dong, there was a knock on the door.
"Enter."
