"No, not good at all." Zhang Yuan calmly looked at him, decisively shaking her head.
"Zhang Yuan." Zheng Haoyu's voice sank, his brows and eyes exuding danger in full measure.
Zhang Yuan fearlessly nodded, her attitude, as cold as Su Nian's, "Anything else?"
"Heh—"
Zheng Haoyu took a long sigh. Was everything he had just said in vain?
"Zhang Yuan, all I want to know is what you discovered back then. I won't do anything to harm Su Nian again."
"Tsk." Zhang Yuan scoffed, her eyes flashing with mockery, making it clear she wouldn't believe him. "Zheng Haoyu, a year ago when you locked me up, you said the same thing. But what happened in the end? You still forced Su Nian to save your son, again and again you hurt her. You're guilty of many things, why should I believe you?"
