Sheng Jianan didn't know when he had come out of the private room, leaning against a pillar in the corridor, his entire upper body hidden in the shadows, making it hard to discern his expression.
Upon hearing Zhou Chengze's words, Tang Yanqi froze for a moment, but she didn't turn back to look. Even though she had just vented her anger at Sheng Jianan, she hadn't forgiven him yet.
Tang Yanqi withdrew her hand, calmly saying to Zhou Chengze, "Mr. Zhou, thank you just now. I'll be leaving first."
Zhou Chengze felt a bit awkward and somewhat guilty. He genuinely wanted to hold Tang Yanqi in his arms, even though he didn't know why she was covered in wounds. He wanted to protect her well and never let her get hurt again.
But at this moment, Sheng Jianan appeared. He was the husband of this woman, the man who was supposed to protect her for a lifetime. No matter how it was calculated, it wasn't anything Zhou Chengze should be involved in.
