Watching He Jun just overturn everything he'd done before and start over, she truly felt it was far too easy for him.
He Jun was nothing more than a lapdog under Lu Bin's command.
The list he sold, wasn't it evidence of the connections he had personally orchestrated? Even if some people were willing participants, most were coerced; quite a few were even driven to suicide. Lives, fresh as blossoms, withered away just like that.
When An Lan unearthed those brutal truths during her investigation, she nearly threw up. He Jun, this sanctimonious hypocrite, even now, wouldn't stop trying to carve himself a bloody path forward.
Huo Zhanting immediately saw through An Lan's thoughts.
He extended his hand over hers, his calloused fingers gently brushing her fingertips in a soothing gesture.
