"It's not necessary to waste time on Zhuo Ya if we're just going out for a late-night snack,"
Gu Yanting…
The dazed Zhuo Ya, hearing Gu Yanting's voice, suddenly found a burst of strength. She struggled to prop herself up, wanting to rise from the ground, but the beating from Han Xiaoxiao had been severe. No matter how hard Zhuo Ya tried, she couldn't manage to get up.
"I thought you cared for Zhuo Ya."
"Look at her, how miserably I've beaten her."
Han Xiaoxiao pointed at Zhuo Ya, who lay like a dead dog, laughing wickedly.
Gu Yanting's hand hanging by his side involuntarily tightened.
The man's face was inscrutable, his eyes glinting with a chilling light.
"Let's go. We shouldn't dirty our eyes,"
"Zhuo Ya, I'm going on a date with Gu Yanting. You just wait here for your slow death."
"Who asked you to betray Gu Yanting? Betray him time and again, you should be grateful you're not dead already."
After taunting Zhuo Ya, Han Xiaoxiao held Gu Yanting's hand and walked away.
