"Yes." Two people in camouflage uniforms came over and stood on either side of He Rong. "Please."
"You… Who are you? What are you doing? I'm not going in. I…" He Rong wanted to leave, but she was pushed in by someone on her left and right.
Le Yao took a deep breath. What was going on?
"Young Madam, don't feel bad." Tao Qing couldn't help but comfort her from behind.
"I'm not feeling bad. I just feel a little… sorry for Sir Jue." Le Yao looked back at Tao Qing. "Why does he have such a mother?"
Tao Qing was silent.
"How long have you been with him?" Le Yao leaned against the car and blew hot air into her hands before putting them in her pocket.
"I entered Area S1 at the age of 16. It's been ten years." Tao Qing stood there without changing her expression, as if this bit of coldness was useless to her.
"It's been a long time." Le Yao smiled.
