Zhuo Ya looked at Gu Yanting with a cold gaze.
Gu Yanting had injuries on his arms and thighs that looked like they were inflicted by a knife.
Looking at Gu Yanting, Zhuo Ya's heart tightened.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Gu Yanting, you promised that you wouldn't hide anything from me, but now you… you're hiding this from me."
"I'm sorry."
Seeing Zhuo Ya so angry, Gu Yanting took her hand and apologized to her.
"Do you think I won't be angry just because you apologize to me?"
Annoyance was written all over Zhuo Ya's face.
She asked with an unsatisfied expression.
Seeing Zhuo Ya like this, Gu Yanting poked his finger tips and muttered in a gloomy tone, "Ah Ya, I know I was wrong, can you please not be angry anymore?"
"I won't."
Zhuo Ya raised her face, glaring at Gu Yanting with fury.
"I just want to be angry."
"And yes, I'm very angry."
