Su Hu paused when he heard the sobbing voice of a woman. He walked in the direction from where the noise was coming from; it wasn't that he didn't know that with his ability he could not help anyone. It was just that he was used to pretending to be kind and helpful to others. Now that the mask had been worn for so long, even if Su Hu wanted to change, he couldn't.
He approached Jiang Li and then asked her in a soft voice, "Are you alright?"
This was what Jiang Li had been waiting for. She raised her head and blinked her starry eyes. Jiang Li was not bad-looking to begin with. With a delicate figure and plump bosom, the woman was charming and beautiful. If not, Su Hu wouldn't have fallen for her in Bai Meiyue's last life.
So, when Su Hu looked at Jiang Li's, his eyes lit up. But he suppressed his excitement and said to her, "What's the matter? Why are you crying here?"
