"Jun Mu, have you ever liked me at all?" The standing woman had a pale face without any color, and there was only a glimmer of hope in her silent eyes.
But she forgot that the man in front of her was the most noble, cold and ruthless person in the entire dynasty besides the emperor. He would not allow others to offend him or disrespect him.
"I don't know what liking is."
The woman looked at the retreating figure, as if she was in an ice cellar, and the last string in her mind broke. Also, it was always her own sentimentality and wishful thinking.
The broken body that had been trying to hold on could no longer hold on for a second and fell to the ground. The pain in his body was far less than the pain in his heart, and the crystal tears fell into his hair.
"Turns out it's all my fault, hahaha, haha, that's fine, I won't owe you anything anymore."
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
