Song Ze smiled, a smile blooming like a high mountain's snow lotus and as dazzling as a night-blooming cereus.
Ye Ranran felt pierced by such a smile, almost bringing tears to her eyes.
She didn't know why she was crying; she only knew that she missed that smile deeply.
"I have never blamed Ranran, but if possible, I wish you could spare their lives; as for power, it's something that is neither brought with birth nor taken away with death."
What was said after that, Ye Ranran could no longer recall clearly; she only remembered his face gradually blurring, blurring until she could no longer see it clearly.
The moment she opened her eyes, One told her that the case was over, the court had made a decision, Xia Shi apologized to her in public.
He asked when she had time to allow Xia Shi to fulfill the verdict, and at the same time compensate her with five hundred thousand yuan for reputational damage.
