Zhou Qiyue looked at Jiang Ruan as she turned her gaze towards him, and a strange feeling that he couldn't articulate spread across his heart, leaving him slightly stunned, wrapping his mind around a kind of baffling sensation.
"What... happened?"
Even Fu Chi couldn't understand what Jiang Ruan meant.
He just silently watched her.
Jiang Ruan took a deep breath, got up from the bed, and Fu Chi instinctively went to help her, but she waved him off, "I'm not that weak."
After she spoke.
She walked towards Zhou Qiyue and finally stood in front of him.
She could still see the silence hidden deep in his eyes, and she could still understand the shabby soul concealed beneath his playboy facade.
"Qiyue." she began slowly.
Zhou Qiyue's pupils flickered.
"Hmm?"
"I'll help you. Is that okay?"
When Jiang Ruan said this, the other people were a bit confused and couldn't immediately understand the meaning behind her words.
