"Ahh..." A violent scream echoed from the room, Zheng Haoyu cradled his head in his hands and roared in the room, "Why? Why? Why..."
Was it fate playing tricks? Or was he clueless about the actual situation?
He spent the whole sleepless night amidst numerous bottles of alcohol. The strong, overpowering stench of wine wafted around his room, while he sat on his couch with a dumbfounded expression, "Su Nian, did you love me back then?"
He wrestled with this question all night but couldn't find an answer. Perhaps Su Nian was the only one who could give him one.
After receiving Zheng Haoyu's call, Su Nian had been contemplating when she should discuss Lian Ze's issue with him. Lian Ze's health needed immediate attention. Over the past year, Zhang Yuan's health has been relatively stable; it was time to expedite this matter.