Covered in wounds, Chi Shu lay in Zhou Zhan’s arms. “As long as I can stay by your side and let you torment me for the rest of my life, I’d still be happy.”
“Even if I’m the one who killed your father, and even if I torment you until you’d be better off dead?”
“You still want to stay by my side?” Zhou Zhan’s voice trembled.
“Yes.” Chi Shu smiled radiantly.
