"Surname Quan, what are you doing..."
Hugging his woman,
"Zhan Xiaoyao, it's such a pity you didn't become a police dog."
He made a mistake himself and still dared to call her a dog?
Just as Zhan Se was about to scold him, that man had already 'whooshed' into the bathroom. Seeing the speed at which he fled for his life, Zhan Se found it both infuriating and funny. She tugged at the corner of her mouth, unable to help but let out a laugh.
Heaven knows how uncomfortable her earlier 'high and mighty' act was. How could she truly bear to let go of him?
She thought that maybe she just lacked the confidence to break through the emotional barriers of their past.
After all, there was Little Thirteen... they had a son together.
She sighed deeply, vexed at her own lack of intelligence.
No wonder people say that everyone has an innate masochistic streak. Wasn't she the same?
Or perhaps, she couldn't leave him.
