Ordinarily, Wen Zhao wouldn't have hesitated to launch into a full-blown rant, regardless of who he was talking to or how they'd take it. But seeing Su Xiaohui looking as if her world were about to end, a rare flicker of sympathy stirred within him. It was a fleeting feeling, but for him, it was practically a miracle. An unpleasant memory surfaced, and he frowned, fishing a pack of cigarettes from