The man standing with his back facing her said nothing.
Chen Cang stared at He Che's figure for a while, then spoke again: "Boss, the accident that happened to Miss, it's not your fault. You don't need to blame yourself so much, or persist in staying here... The old man asked you to protect Miss, but some accidents are out of your control... It's been three months already..."
She really couldn't stand watching He Che drifting aimlessly in the deep sea, self-torturing himself whenever he had time since Miss had met the mishap. She wanted He Che to face reality; she wanted to tell him that even if he kept on waiting, Miss would never appear. Even a specially trained person couldn't survive in the ocean for three months, let alone the physically weak Miss. The sea was ruthless, and the chances of surviving the yacht explosion were incredibly low.
But, when the words reached the tip of her tongue, Chen Cang ultimately couldn't bring herself to utter such brutal words.
