Looking at the scene he had always longed to happen to him, Su Rong's eyes became extremely pained.
His heart felt heavy, as if something was pressing on it, stifled and uncomfortable.
He seemed to see something precious that could have belonged to him being taken away by Ma Zhihao...
His heart felt like it was being stabbed, aching repeatedly.
The hand hanging by his side clenched tightly into a fist.
His eyes showed pain and also anger.
That woman originally belonged to him!
It was because he didn't cherish her, pushing her towards Ma Zhihao!
That man said he would buy her many jewels, while he couldn't even afford a fake gold necklace—
——
Ma Zhihao held Erya: "Let's go sit over there."
They went to sit on a nearby bench, Ma Zhihao noticed sweat on her forehead, and gently wiped it away with his hand.
"Take a break and then continue running. Girl, you need to run at least one kilometer every day."
