Zhuo Ya clenched the photo in her hand tightly.
The man looked at the expression on Zhuo Ya's face, a glint of light fleeting across his eyes.
"Only you can take revenge."
The man sighed.
"If there's anything you need my help with, contact me directly."
"Before his death, he asked me to customize a ring for him. Now that he's gone, I can only give the ring to you, as it was meant for you."
The man took out a ring from his pocket and handed it to Zhuo Ya.
Zhuo Ya took the ring.
Upon seeing the inscription inside the ring, Zhuo Ya couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Song Zhe truly loved you."
"Miss Zhuo, if you also truly loved Song Zhe, you can't let him die with his eyes unshut."
The man left a business card behind, then turned and left Zhuo Ya's hospital room.
Zhuo Ya held the ring, crying like a child.
Song Zhe... I'm sorry!
It was she who had harmed Song Zhe.
She knew all too well that a person of her status being with Song Zhe would only lead to hurting him.
