A powerful, elegant yet indifferent noble son, this was Xu Yang's first impression of Zhao Huaian.
She lured him into the situation first, but she couldn't stay alone and sank in sobriety.
And he patiently watched her fall step by step.
Until he made a choice, he chose his Bai Yueguang without hesitation and let her relatives die in front of her.
When that Beijing affair came to an end, Xu Yang had nothing, his head was bruised and bleeding, and he only had half a life left.
From then on, there was no more excitement in the capital.
Many years later, she was interviewed by a reporter, "Have you ever regretted the past?"
Xu Yang smiled calmly and faced the camera, "It's not about the heart but the deeds. If there must be an answer, then let's seal the deal."
In the past life, everything will have its own conclusion after the coffin is closed.
As soon as she stepped off the stage, she was grabbed by a big hand and pulled into his arms. The man's voice was hoarse and said, "I regret it."
Xu Yang smiled sweetly, "Mr. Zhao, there is no regret medicine in the world."
Reader comments
In the end I still didn't finish it.
I just feel so sorry for the heroine
In the end I still didn't finish it. I just feel so sorry for the heroine