"Then, Wang Jie, we have to pinky promise. Remember, I'll definitely come to find you in the future."
"Even if you get married, I still want to be your mistress, your lover."
After she finished speaking, Wang Jie couldn't help but swallow hard, at a loss for words.
The two of them came out from the bathroom, and Zhang Yuyao was snuggled up against Wang Jie looking utterly dependent on him. However, just as they were leaving, Wang Suhuan was biting her red lips at the entrance of the ward, feeling a chill settling in her heart, unable to utter a single word.
In just a moment, her eyes reddened, and she seemed bewildered. Pretending not to recognize Wang Jie, she quickly walked away from there.
Watching Wang Suhuan leave like that, Wang Jie felt a turmoil inside him, unsure how to address the girl before him.
Zhang Yuyao glanced at Wang Suhuan and then at Wang Jie, immediately realizing something must be going on between them.
"Wang Jie, why don't you go and comfort her?"
