Looking at the Human Skin Mask in Li Luo's hand, Ye Que hesitated a little.
Wear this thing? Would wearing it give him the courage to face her?
Ye Que felt that it wasn't that he was too ashamed to see her, but rather he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart; his incomplete body lacked the courage to face her.
While he was still pondering, Li Luo lifted his gaze to signal him again.
Signaling him to look behind.
Ye Que turned slowly, and what met his eyes was a woman, dressed in a neat, traditional professional outfit, striding out of the company lobby.
Ye Que's vision was not poor; he couldn't help but recognize who she was, and his heart thumped violently.
Zaozao?
His Zaozao...
For a moment, he really wanted to rush forward and hold her.
However, when he saw Jin Chengzhi in a sharp suit standing beside her, Ye Que's steps, as if filled with lead, were too heavy to move forward.
That man, tall and straight, was as handsome as ever, impossibly so.
