Looking at her aggrieved expression, Shen Yao sighed weakly.
"Ah Tao, I'm not angry with you."
"Liar…" Ji Zhao bit her lip in grievance. "You're not even looking at me, and you're still saying that you're not angry?"
"I just—"
"Just what?" Ji Zhao blinked in confusion.
"I'm just angry with myself." Shen Yao suddenly approached her and raised his hand to gently rub the scar on her cheek. His gentle eyes were filled with heartache. "If I could be firm and accompany you to the county office, at least you wouldn't be so seriously injured. The reason why I don't want to see you is because my heart aches."
My heart aches.
Ji Zhao was stunned.
She felt a strange feeling in her heart.
"Ah Tao, put yourself in my shoes. If I were the one who was injured…"
"Ptui ptui ptui! Knock on wood!"
Ji Zhao hurriedly interrupted him and even reached out to cover his mouth!
"Don't talk nonsense!"
