Li Jiaqi didn't know why, but she always felt that Gong Ye's words were true.
Before, she always thought it was Gong Ye who harmed Hua Shiyu, how could a man be so ruthless?
Gouging out the eyes and imprisoning... Even if he didn't love Hua Shiyu, he wouldn't do that! Unless there was a deep-seated hatred.
Until now, seeing Gong Ye holding that charred corpse, his tall figure slowly collapsing to the sandy ground.
She finally saw that there seemed to be some misunderstanding in between.
Gong Ye ordered someone to bring an expensive blanket over, and he carefully wrapped the corpse, which had long turned into black charcoal and was unrecognizable, into the blanket.
Then he gently picked it up, "Shiyu, I'm taking you home. This time, I promise you, I will never leave you alone again."
In the faint morning light, Gong Ye walked further and further away with Hua Shiyu in his arms, that back figure incredibly desolate and lonely.
