Zhao Zhiruo believed in Ye Qingfeng, that delicate man who gave her unimaginable shock.
She understood what Su Qiong was talking about; she could see that these two people were extraordinary, not ordinary people, but compared to Ye Qingfeng, they were far inferior.
Even Guan Yuntang was far inferior.
Zhao Zhiruo would never forget the wailing yin soul in the darkness; such a method was beyond what these two could compare with.
Let alone Ye Qingfeng.
Su Qiong was slightly stunned; she didn't understand why Zhao Zhiruo had such confidence in Ye Qingfeng, but soon she understood, perhaps this was love.
Love always easily makes people lose their minds.
Plus, Zhao Zhiruo was just an ordinary girl, and having not seen someone like Ye Qingfeng, she probably thought he could solve all the problems in the world.
"Alright, Zhiruo, stop talking. I'll take you to the hospital first." Su Qiong, shedding tears, said without further arguing with Zhao Zhiruo.
