An Qianmei asked in pain. After all, she was a woman and couldn't muster the strength like a man could, so her eyes still reddened with tears welling up. Her vision blurred, yet she tried hard to look at Huo Jingfeng's retreating figure through the haze, his back turned without looking back, resolute.
At this moment, Huo Jingfeng would no longer feel anything for her since she chose to stubbornly bind their freedom together. She had crushed his last bit of kindness.
"There's no reason," Huo Jingfeng's voice was cold and indifferent, "but this is an unchangeable outcome. There won't be a wedding between you and me."
Huo Jingfeng didn't want to say more. Since he had given her a choice and she didn't cherish it, he didn't need to play the good guy anymore. Besides, being good didn't seem to suit him. He wasn't some big bad guy, but he was definitely not a good person either. He thought it was time to do what a bad guy had to do.
