The female customer laughed cheerfully: "I guess Coach Luo doesn't know about her past either. I often see the two of them coming and going from work together, inseparable. And lately, Coach Luo's performance in class seems rather weak; who knows if it's because that woman has too many needs..."
The next words, Luo Ye couldn't listen to anymore.
His fists were clenched, his teeth trembling.
He didn't retrieve his gym bag; instead, he left in a fury.
When he saw He Tang at that moment, his eyes were red.
He Tang was confused and asked what was wrong.
He didn't say a word, opened the car door, got in, and slammed the door hard.
He Tang didn't know what happened; she just assumed he encountered a peculiar client again, and softly comforted him a bit, leaving it at that.
But ever since that incident, it's like a relentless "wild weed" grew in Luo Ye's heart.
He tried to burn it, drown it, bury it with soil, but no matter what, he couldn't stop the "weed" from growing.
