Shin Wangjin didn't expect her to ask this question. After pausing, he said, "How can I see that I'm in a bad mood?"

"Feeling." She whispered, "I just feel like you're in a bad mood."

After hearing this, Shin Wangjin curled the corners of his lips. After a moment of calmness, he did not answer her question. He just turned around and looked at other directions and asked, "Has Qianxing left?"

He was changing the subject, so Zhuang Yibo could of course hear it, and in the end he could only respond softly: "Yes."

"Then let's go, too." Shin Wangjin said, "You need a good rest."

After saying that, he held Zhuang Yibo's hand, took her up, and walked towards the parking position.

Zhuang Yibo was half a step behind him, looking at his slightly lonely silhouette, and finally asked nothing more.

They checked into the executive suite of a hotel in the city center, and Zhuang Yibo lay alone in the big bed and never fell asleep.

Not long after, her cell phone suddenly rang. She picked up her phone and saw that it was a message from Zhuang Kehao informing her of Han Qin's funeral time.

Zhuang Yibo stared at the message for a long time, and Han Qin looked like before her death, but she was in an extremely calm mood.

At this moment, she was extremely grateful, glad that Shin Wangjin took her back to China, and glad that she could meet her for the last time before Han Qin passed away, saying goodbye to her decently.

After saying goodbye, everything in the past really seemed to disappear like smoke, and all the resentment, hatred, regret, and grievance seemed to be gone.

All that remains is peace.

There is no more Han Qin in the world, and Zhuang Zhonghong is waiting for trial. Both of them have their own place. She and she seems to have no worries about her.

She is really relieved.

Zhuang Yibo slowly sat up, wiped off the tears that had fallen from the corner of his eyes for some reason, and walked into the bathroom to wash his face.

When she came out again, she couldn't help but open the bedroom door to see what Shin Wangjin was doing.

Unexpectedly, when the door opened, he saw him sitting alone by the window, quietly looking at the world outside the window and losing his mind.

This look reminded her of the situation when she was in the hospital. She didn't feel wrong. He should have been affected by this look.

But he was unwilling to confide in her, and he was unwilling to confess to her that she had no choice.

Zhuang Yibo stared at him in a daze. Before he could sort out his thoughts, he suddenly heard his cell phone ringing.

Shin Wangjin came to his senses, picked up his cell phone and took a look, but hesitated for a moment before answering the phone.

I don’t know who it was on the other end of the phone, so he put his phone in his ear and just listened quietly, and didn’t say anything for a long time.

When he spoke again, nearly a minute had passed, and his voice was mute, with a rare hint of fatigue, "Tell me, do you think it's okay?"

Hearing his tone, Zhuang Yibo knew who was opposite.

Except for Shen Haoxuan, Shen Wangjin probably wouldn't speak to anyone in such a tone.

"Then I will tell you, I don't agree." Shin Wangjin said, "Move your brain before doing things!"

Zhuang Yibo did not want to explore the private affairs between their brothers, and was about to return to the room, but saw that Shen Wangjin had hung up the phone directly.

She couldn't help but pause, and finally walked out of the room and slowly came to his side.

Shin Wangjin noticed her arrival and did not turn around, but said, "Have you woken up?"
Chapter completed!