How Naive
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
He Zhichu clenched his fists, his cool thin lips pressed together in a tight line as his eyes hardened. He was silent for a moment.
Either possibility Huo Shaoheng was implying could spell big trouble for He Zhichu.
He certainly had no feelings for Wen Shouyi and barely knew Dou Qingyan.
However, He Zhichu was aware that someone had set up such a trap, so he had been happy to see the pieces to fall into place—he had done nothing to prevent the situation and had even borrowed a jet plane to help things along.
Never had he expected that Huo Shaoheng would link the two seemingly unrelated things and question him about it. However, He Zhichu had gone through just as much adversity as Huo Shaoheng, and had perhaps survived even more dangerous situations than Huo Shaoheng had, he supposed. This sort of problem he could still deal with.