Luo Qiangwei didn't answer him, she just said, "Huangnian, I'm leaving. Call me."
She bypassed Yan Chu and was about to leave, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed. "Weiwei," he said, "He came back alive, returned to your side. You reconciled, you even have a daughter now. You're very happy, aren't you?"
Luo Qiangwei's expression was indifferent and cold. "Let go."
Yan Chu stared at her for a few seconds before releasing his grip.
Luo Qiangwei walked straight towards the door and got into the waiting car.
Yan Chu stood in the hazy drizzle, watching her figure grow further and further away, slowly closing his eyes.
Until Muo Huangnian spoke beside him, "Young Master Yan, are you here to see me?"
"Yes." Yan Chu reopened his eyes, his gaze indifferent and haunted. "Where is Qin Lou?"
ICU.
After several days of treatment, although Qin Lou hadn't recovered, he had regained consciousness. When he saw the man walking in, his eyes widened slightly.
