In the bathroom.
Fang Ruoxue stood at the sink, cupping water in her hands to rinse her mouth. Looking at her own disheveled appearance in the mirror, she suddenly found it ridiculous.
"Ah Yao, I'm sorry, I didn't want it to be like this either."
Recalling all the moments she spent with Zhou Yao over the years, tears silently slipped down her cheeks.
"Sun Zhe, you insidious villain, you forced me to this!"
"I truly regret not killing you that night!"
At the thought of Sun Zhe, a wave of extreme hatred surged in her eyes, wishing she could immediately turn Sun Zhe to dust. Wiping away her tears, she walked out of the bathroom, picked up the phone on the table, and directly dialed the number of the Great Elder.
...
At this moment.
In the study on the second floor.
As the video played on the tablet came to an end, Zhou Yao slowly closed his eyes, leaning powerlessly against the back of the chair with a long sigh.
