After Zhang Yingxi's "death," Zhong Qiaohui must have been flooded with guilt and sympathy. You have to know, Zhong Qiaohui may seem bold and aloof like a proud goddess, but deep down, she's always had motherly love and feels heartache for the man she loves.
He lost her, lost her heart. Zhang Sanfeng fell into an unprecedented predicament. This was the first time in his life he tasted real pain. Lost, truly lost.
His proud self-esteem suffered the heaviest blow of his life.
Xiao Yebai covered his nose and sneezed.
This made Gu Jinrong alert, so he reached out to touch his head.
Xiao Yebai shook his head and continued speaking on the phone, "Let Zhang San take this call."
The phone was handed to Zhang Sanfeng. Knowing it was Xiao Yebai calling, there was no way Zhang Sanfeng wouldn't pick up.
The voice came through the phone line, Zhang San's voice was slightly hoarse, "Second brother—"
