Zhou Yinghuai turned his face and looked at the infuriated Zheng Heng, his voice becoming dull. "Gone?"
"Yes! Who knows what Meng Yanxi was thinking, but basically, he's nowhere to be found now!" Zheng Heng hissed irritably, speaking coldly, "Even if you were to go abroad now, it wouldn't serve any purpose aside from staring contests with Meng Yanxi!"
Zheng Heng didn't understand how someone as intelligent as Zhou Yinghuai could lose his rationality.
Some things should never be tampered with - touching them could be fatal.
He looked at Zhou Yinghuai's silent profile - the proud child of heaven - who, at this moment, appeared confused and lost.
But soon, the indifference returned, projecting a chilling facade that nothing could penetrate.
Zheng Heng heard Zhou Yinghuai say, "Please leave. I need some time alone."
Jiang Tan had gone silent.
Zhou Yinghuai was discharged from the hospital a few days later, appearing as pristine and indifferent as ever.
