The man's deep and attractive voice came from above her head. There was a hint of dominance to it.
Qin Shu did not want to cry either, but her tears could not be controlled and they flowed down her cheeks. It was as if she wanted to use them to express her heartache.
However, the more she cried, the more her heart hurt.
It was because the pain he had suffered for her was something she couldn't take on for him.
It was precisely because of this that her heart ached even more.
She turned her back to Fu Tingyu and raised her hand to wipe away the tears at the corner of her eyes.
Fu Tingyu did not seem to like seeing her cry.
She could not continue crying because crying would not solve the problem. On the contrary, it would make him feel even worse if he saw it.
She had to find the person who hurt him and return it to that person tenfold or a hundred times over.
Her eyes, washed by tears, flashed with a determined coldness.
