"Xiaoqiao, you won't understand now how strong my desire to make amends is," Fu Lingfeng's eyes were deep, fixed on her face, "One day, if you make a mistake and strive to make amends, you will understand my feelings now."
She didn't understand, so he didn't blame her.
She chose to draw a clear line between them, but she had no right to make him do the same; being kind to her was his choice.
Gu Nanqiao had nothing to say, only silence.
Actually, she could feel that Fu Lingfeng's temper had become much more restrained than before, at least, not so impulsive and obsessive.
But... it was ultimately too late.
...
Jinjue Building.
Huo Jingting had just arrived at the company when Xu Shuo knocked on the office door.
Upon receiving permission from inside, he pushed the door open and entered, holding an invitation in his hand.
