Su Nian knew she wouldn't get any truth from Zhang Yuan. Even if the injuries on her hand were accidental, what about the ones on her body? She wasn't naive enough to think Zhang Yuan had been assaulted.
That day, Zhang Yuan and Luoz took Little Haoyan away, returning to their house in B City. On the way, Zhang Yuan reverted to her previous state, smiling, but not sincerely.
Su Nian watched the door close and sighed, "Haoyu, do you think they..."
"There's a problem," Zheng Haoyu said.
"Then what exactly is going on?" Her brows were almost knotted in worry. The thought of the marks on Zhang Yuan's body made her skin crawl.
Zheng Haoyu sat beside her, letting her lean against him, smoothing her brows and massaging her forehead, but could only say helplessly, "Wife, I really can't figure it out. It's beyond my reach."
Su Nian hummed softly.
Zheng Haoyu chuckled, ruffled her long hair, and kissed her puckered lips.
