As soon as she left, she reported to the police, and when she returned, it was only a matter of ten minutes, but...
An Ran's face was full of tears.
Seeing An Ran cry was exactly what Zhou He had in mind.
He felt satisfied!
"An Ran, you'll never be able to avenge your father in this lifetime! You can only let him die with his eyes open!"
Every word Zhou He said struck at An Ran's fragile nerves. She had barely managed to move forward and tried not to hate. She had to live well and wait to see Zhou He's downfall.
But...
Her father was dead, her mother went insane.
Zhou He was still living just fine.
Living lavishly!
And even here, mocking her!
Mocking her, the victim!
How could there be such an executioner in the world!
An Ran couldn't tolerate it!
Zhou He saw An Ran immersed in her pain, felt delighted, and without glancing at her, turned and left.
He had already enjoyed himself; why bother with An Ran!
