He deluded himself into thinking that as long as he didn't investigate or ask questions, he could believe everything he did was right.
He didn't do anything wrong; he just wanted to seek justice for Song Yue and demand an explanation for the Song Family.
Ye Ranran took a sip of her coffee, pulled out fifty yuan from her bag, and placed it on the table, "I'll pay for myself. Thank you for having a coffee with me. Goodbye."
Gu Heng watched Ye Ranran's back as she walked away. Her hair was tied up, she was wearing professional attire, and her whole demeanor was neat and efficient.
After resting for so many years, she hadn't gained much weight, giving the impression that she could be blown over by the wind, yet her posture was upright, like a small pine tree.
No wind or rain could topple her.
