Fang Ze felt that they had indeed figured out their own psychology.
He knew that, since they had expressed their stance, the matter was practically irretrievable.
So... telling Bai Zhi would be pointless.
Besides making Bai Zhi engage in futile efforts or having a fallout with his family and at work, there would be no other effect.
Thus, if he wanted what was best for Bai Zhi, he wouldn't tell her about it.
Thinking of this, Fang Ze was somewhat at a loss for words.
All these people had such dark thoughts.
A simple conversation, and yet they conveyed so much attitude and information.
The question is... could he actually understand it?
Was this what conversations between smart people looked like?
Fang Ze glanced at Bai Zhi, who was sitting there with a proud look, and smiled.
Suddenly, he felt there was a certain bliss in being naive.
He couldn't help but say, "Thank you, Officer Bai Zhi."
"After hearing this news, I feel much more at ease."