บท 637: Wish

Four days later.

"Is it done?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Hm. I will come by later."

Jun hung up the call and rested his head on the back of the couch. As he closed his eyes, the last image with which Zhan Yahui ended her life flashed in his mind. He felt satisfied to see that the perpetrator behind all the wrongdoings was gone. But something about the beaten expression of hers didn't feel so appealing to him either.

Jun felt the gentle pressure of two soft palms on his forehead and he smiled. "Ai."

"What are you thinking?"

He made an expression as if he wasn't sure how to explain it. "I should be rejoicing that Zhan Yahui is out of our lives. I should feel happy that she is dead."

"Yes."