"Meimei got hurt because of me... I didn't know it was like this..." Qiao Chengxun muttered, like a wanderer who has lost his soul, with self-blame in his heart like uncontrollable waves, harshly crashing into his world.
Mu Zhuoshen looked up at his handsome face, seeing the man's expression loaded with self-blame and pain, he could only sigh deeply.
"If you really can't let go of her, after you deal with the An Family, pursuing her again isn't impossible, it's just that you'll have to be clear about Sisi's situation, that man is very important to Wen Meimei."
Qiao Chengxun said seemingly without thought, "After I've killed that man, I'll repay Meimei with my life."
Mu Zhuoshen: "..."
Young master Qiao, please don't joke about this.
Qiao Chengxun didn't wallow in self-despair for long; his rationality returned quickly, and the pain in his hand was a constant reminder that Meimei was suffering severely right now, and he had no right to be happy alone.
