He Zhichu watched the video without speaking a word.
Rather than focusing on the loud and abrasive women, his eyes were on a trembling, blurry figure in the back.
The entire video was less than five minutes and ended when the shopping cart tipped over and hit Gu Nianzhi.
She covered her head with one hand, but then the video failed to capture Huo Shaoheng coming from behind to pull the cart off with one hand and hoist Gu Nianzhi up with the other. Staring blankly at the final shot, he slowly reached out to caress Gu Nianzhi's head on the screen. In that moment, he could feel Gu Nianzhi's horror.
She had been traumatized years ago and now she was suffering again six years later? What did Huo Shaoheng do for a living anyway?
How could he have let her get injured in broad daylight? Pacing around the room irritably, he knew he needed to confirm for himself that Gu Nianzhi was ok before he did anything else.
