Song Shijun walked over and said, "Isn't it obvious? It's a hatred that stemmed from love! I could tell early on that this guy liked Xiaoxiao. He sits in front of Xiaoxiao and interacts with Xiaoxiao everyday; it would be weird if he didn't like her."
Yu Zhe was lying on the carpet. His blood kept on flowing, causing his brain to be a little fuzzy.
Even though he couldn't move, he could still hear their conversation clearly.
In his haze, he felt a wisp of indescribable… happiness?
Hehe, at this moment, he didn't even think about his injury or whether he would die, but rather, he was feeling happy? If he told this to anyone, there would probably be no one who would believe him.
However, it was a fact.
In front of him were Yin Shaojie, Ye Sijue, and Han Qiqing—three out of the Big Four Families were here. The mayor's son, Song Shijun, was here too.