Song Jia was silent for a long time before looking up at Lu Zhen.
Song Jia's eyes were very beautiful, bright and deep, as if there were countless stars shining in them.
"What about you? You've suffered so much and almost lost your life. If I hadn't found you at that time, those people might have killed you in the end and thrown your corpse away." Song Jia's tone became heavy. When he thought of how Lu Zhen almost left this world, his heart ached as if it had been pierced by a needle.
Song Jia had never seen such a calm and rational woman like Lu Zhen. She was actually thinking about benefits at a time like this, but he couldn't help but feel angry and sad for her. He wanted those who hurt her to pay a heavy price.