"Jingyao, have you really thought it through?" Just then, from outside the factory door, Xu Zhe softly asked.
He had a fair and smooth face, exuding a stern and defined coldness, with deep, dark eyes that occasionally flashed with brilliance.
Countless thoughts floated in his eyes, yet were concealed again. His mind was incessantly engaged in analysis and thinking. If it were an ordinary person, their brain would have long been damaged, becoming a vegetable. But he, however, was mentally invigorated, his entire person exuding an aura of the extraordinary.
"Xu Zhe, you didn't have to come originally. If anything happens to me, you..." Liang Jingyao stopped mid-sentence, a trace of worry flashing across her face.
It was clear... although she had come here now, she still felt somewhat uneasy inside, unsure of where the fate of the two of them would lead.
