"Xia Zhisu..." The person on the bed seemed to muster their last breath to call out this name!
He finally knew whom he liked!
For so many years, he actually really liked her!
But he himself didn't know!
From the moment he became aware, those seven years of emptiness, seven years of love, all unfolded in an instant!
He liked a woman, the same woman he thought he despised!
Her name was Xia Zhisu, not a wealthy young lady, but a bar hostess! She was far from being well-educated or genteel; instead, she was rude, wild, malicious, and even greedy!
"Xia Zhisu... don't go with him... Xia Zhisu..." Ou Shaoheng murmured.
"Ou Shaoheng! I'm right here! Ou Shaoheng!" Xia Zhisu grabbed Ou Shaoheng's hand, knelt at his bedside, and with tears in her eyes, answered him.
It seemed as if he had really heard Xia Zhisu's voice.
Ou Shaoheng's brows eased somewhat, gradually unfolding.
"Ou Shaoheng, can you wake up for me? Wake up and look at me, will you?" Xia Zhisu begged.
