Seeing Zhuo Ya spitting blood, Song Zhe seemed to be stunned.
Xiao Wan supported Zhuo Ya with one hand, her eyes burning with anger as she glared at Song Zhe.
"Song Zhe, you bastard, you won't die a good death."
"Neither you nor Gu Jin will die a good death."
Song Zhe, looking at the extremely agitated Xiao Wan, smirked and said, "Let's just see who will be the one not dying a good death."
"Asshole."
Xiao Wan was infuriated even more.
Song Zhe brushed the dust off his collar, looked at Zhuo Ya's pale face, and sneered, "This is... the end of falling in love with Gu Yanting."
"I will definitely not let you guys off."
"Oh?"
Song Zhe laughed as if he heard a funny joke.
"Xiao Wan, you have to make sure Zhuo Ya stays alive."
"That way, things will become interesting, don't you think?"
Despicable man...
Won't die a good death.
Watching Song Zhe's departing figure, Xiao Wan kept cursing.
Whether it's Gu Jin or Song Zhe, these two crazy bastards.
"Where is the child?"
