Zhuo Ya spoke in an extremely soft voice.
Liu Ying furrowed his brows, "Miss Zhuo, why won't you admit that you've fallen in love with the young master?"
Why are two people who love each other so awkward with each other?
"Yes, I love Gu Yanting."
Zhuo Ya didn't refute, but laughed weakly and powerlessly.
"I'm going to see Gu Yanting; he should want to see me when he wakes up."
After saying this, Zhuo Ya got out of bed.
The woman's slender body trembled continuously.
Seeing Zhuo Ya so weak and powerless, Liu Ying wanted to go forward to support her, but Zhuo Ya rejected him.
Zhuo Ya said she didn't need anyone's support.
Seeing Zhuo Ya so stubborn, Liu Ying didn't say anything more.
Miss Zhuo, would you really kill the young master for Song Zhe?
...
Gu Yanting woke up.
Opening his eyes and not seeing Zhuo Ya, his eyes reddened as he pulled out the needles in his body, rolling weakly off the bed.
"Gu Yanting."
