"Zaozao..."
Upon seeing Chi Zaozao safely walking out from the emergency room, Tang Wanjun lost control and threw off the police by her side, dashing toward Chi Zaozao and pulling her into a tight embrace.
"I'm glad you're okay, as long as you're fine, I can rest easy, Zaozao, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'm the one who made you suffer."
"..."
Chi Zaozao stood there dumbfounded, being held by him, not pushing him away, yet her heart felt like it had turned cold.
She really wanted to ask him why he had someone drug her, why he was so cruel. Weren't they the best of friends, the perfect childhood sweethearts?
Her not pushing him away didn't mean that Ye Que, by his side, would tolerate him.
With utter indifference, he pulled Tang Wanjun away and looked toward the police, "Take him away."
