"Shushu, I'm sorry, I failed to get the video of your uncle being framed. But don't worry, I will find a way," Gu Zuocheng leaned his half-body against Ye Shu, with blood still hanging from the corner of his mouth, yet his face showed a sense of relief he had never had before.
At least, this time, Shushu didn't push him away, and that was enough.
A fierce throbbing pierced Ye Shu's forehead, pain exploding in her head.
The scenes from the engagement banquet that night seemed as if they happened just yesterday.
But everything had completely changed.
She thought Gu Zuocheng had betrayed her, yet she didn't realize there was more to the story.
"Gu Zuocheng, really, you've done enough. I'll handle the rest on my own," Ye Shu took a deep breath, suppressing all the emotions welling up inside her.
Some things, once they happen, can never be reversed.
After all, they were no longer as pure as they once were.
