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Zhuo Ya saw Xiao Wan crying so heartbrokenly, desperately miserable.
She found it somewhat amusing.
"Xiao Wan, what are you crying for?"
"You're in this state, and you expect me to laugh?"
"That bitch Nan Mingzhu, I won't let her go."
The more Xiao Wan thought about it, the more distressed she became, her expression fiercely staring at Zhuo Ya.
Seeing Xiao Wan like this, Zhuo Ya said with a mix of laughter and tears, "I'm fine."
But, Nan Mingzhu did all of that just to take revenge for Gu Yanting, right?
"Let's head back first."
After wiping away her tears, Xiao Wan took Zhuo Ya and left.
Song Zhe watched the figures of Xiao Wan and Zhuo Ya as they departed, his dark eyes flickering with a faint gloom.
He pinched the palm of his hand, and his eyes gradually darkened.
"President Song, should we go back? Or..."
The driver looked at Song Zhe, respectfully asking in his tone.
Song Zhe loosened the tie around his neck and leaned back in his seat.
