"Anything that comes at a cost is something obtained by force," Muo Huangnian murmured with a low chuckle, "Do you think it's worth it?"
Yan Chu hardly hesitated, "If she forgives me, then it's worth it."
He closed his eyes again, chuckling softly, "Besides, seeking revenge is inherently a forced endeavor, Mr. Muo. What price are you willing to pay?"
Price?
Muo Huangnian stared directly at the pristine white wall in front of him, pondering over the word. What did he have left to offer as a price?
He had long been left with nothing.
...
Qin Manman couldn't get in touch with Muo Huangnian, receiving no response to texts or calls.
She was originally worried that something might have happened to him, as he had sped off in his car in the middle of the night, but sometimes the calls she made were deliberately dismissed by him.
But she was still worried; what if the call was hung up by someone with ill intentions... After much thought, she still dialed Luo Qiangwei's number.
