"Bang!"
Tan Jincheng slammed the door open and rushed in.
Gu Yi'an at this moment had already retreated to the corner of the wall, her entire body sliding down along the wall, crouching in the corner, hugging herself in utter solitude and helplessness.
She was crying.
She kept sobbing, her eyes completely red.
She cried so intensely, shaking her head repeatedly, "Xiao Ye is not like that, she's not. She's a person too, just like me, she's just like me."
Gu Yi'an cried passionately, so intensely that she couldn't even breathe.
When Tan Jincheng came in, what he saw was such a scene.
Gu Yi'an curled up in the corner, crying endlessly.
And Rong Zhan, he was standing in front of the sofa, only a few steps away from Gu Yi'an, yet he didn't reach out to hold her, didn't comfort her, didn't embrace her, he just let her break down!
Though he knew this was surely some sort of therapeutic strategy, Tan Jincheng truly couldn't accept it.
