He Juan knew the right course of action he had to take. He needed to bring He Xie away from here as soon as possible, before the police could catch sight of him and mistake him as Luo Xuan. It was his main priority right now, and he had to – he must do that even if he had to knock He Xie unconscious.
And yet…
And yet He Juan found himself unable to move, for He Xie was looking at him as if he was a stranger, as if… as if He Juan were someone he'd never met before. And hell, that estranged look affected He Juan more than if He Xie were to resent him.
