When Zhao Chuchu returned to the house, she couldn't help but study Xie Heng for a short while.
The man was sitting under the eave with his eyes covered by a piece of cloth. The lower half of his face made him look so innocent that he seemed harmless.
No one could've imagined such a man heading out late the previous night to beat Zhao Xing until he was half dead, turning him into a disabled person without killing him.
The torture was way worse than killing Zhao Xing.
It was as if Xie Heng had sensed that someone was watching him, and he turned to stare at where Zhao Chuchu was.
Despite having his eyes covered, Zhao Chuchu still felt as if she was being caught and quickly directed her gaze elsewhere.
"He's not someone to be messed with." She immediately came to that conclusion in her head.
That was the day when Zhao Chuchu learned that underneath his beautiful face was a cruel heart.