An Tingjun clutched his chest as, upon waking, it seemed as though he couldn't catch his breath.
He covered his eyes, transparent tears trickling down from the sides of his eyes. Thankfully... it was all fake.
His phone rang; it was from the Public Security Bureau, reporting that An Toutou had attempted to splash sulfuric acid on Ye Shaohua's face and was now in jail.
"Brother, you used to love me the most, please, would you save me? I didn't even manage to splash it on Ye Shaohua, how could they arrest me?! I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong, brother!" Upon seeing An Tingjun, An Toutou looked to him as if she had seen a savior.
How dearly An Tingjun had once cherished her, unwilling to let her suffer the slightest harm; she was certain he would agree to her pleas.
