Song Zhe and Xiao Wan saw the expression on Zhuo Ya's face, and after exchanging a glance, it was Song Zhe who took the initiative to break the stalemate and strode toward Zhuo Ya.
"Is your body okay?"
Song Zhe's gaze tenderly fixed on Zhuo Ya as he asked.
Zhuo Ya shook her head, her eyes falling on Song Zhe's legs.
Xiao Wan had said that Song Zhe's leg was broken, but looking at him walk, it seemed like there was no problem.
"It's just a flesh wound, not broken."
Seeing Zhuo Ya's gaze on his leg, he looked at her and explained.
Hearing Song Zhe's explanation, Zhuo Ya felt even worse.
She lowered her eyelids and apologized, "I'm sorry, Senior."
"Silly girl, what are you sorry for? This has nothing to do with you."
"Senior, stay away from me in the future, I'm afraid..."
She feared Gu Yanting would kill Song Zhe, feared Song Zhe would suffer at Gu Yanting's hands.
There was much that Zhuo Ya feared, very much indeed.
