“Are you sure you want to do this? ZhengLi could have ….” Linlin gently rubbed TangShi’s shoulder as they sat in the overly fancy office. A small, neat space that was unusually elegant.

“No. I don’t want him involved. He turned his back on me the same way YuZhi did. Why would I ask them for help now? They’re part of the ruins of my life and I don’t need them to help me fix this.” TangShi cut in, stern and stubborn. She had been in this mindset the last two days. Refusing to let Rhea go to ZhengLi or tell a soul about the test results or asking for...