Xiao Yao looked at Zi Lian calmly, "I have to thank your grandson for this. If it weren't for his cruel act of hurting a sincere relationship, I wouldn't have changed. That made me realize the more you endure, the more people will bully you. So, I don't want to become another incapable person bullied by others."
Zi Lian nodded and said, "Oh. I understand."
At this moment, Zi Zhe was escorted out of the small room by two men in black.
Wang Yunxiang saw her son seemingly held on either side and shouted, "What are you doing? Let go of my son."
The two men in black obediently let go of Zi Zhe. However, they did not move a step away, standing in a protective posture.
As soon as Zi Zhe came out, he immediately saw Xiao Yao, who was wearing a blue plaid shirt, sitting on the sofa.
He shouted with a mix of excitement and guilt, "Xiao Yao!"
Xiao Yao seemed not to hear him, not turning to look at him.
