When she heard that someone believed in her, Yanran Zhao turned around and saw Qingfeng walking towards her.
Yanran Zhao’s expression was conflicted. She naturally recognized the young man as he had just kissed her. This made her angry and sad. But she did not expect that he would be the only who would believe her during her most difficult times
After she looked around and saw that no one believed in her, Yanran Zhao suddenly felt that Qingfeng was a pretty good person.
A person would only remember those who treated them well during their most difficult times. Trust was the most genuine relationship between people.
Yanran Zhao looked at Qingfeng gratefully. Qingfeng had chosen to believe in her during her most difficult times; he had chosen to trust her.
"Who are you, fellow? Why do you believe in her?" The middle-aged man asked coldly.