"Do you think that if a person has done many bad things, then she will have to bear debt for the rest of her life?" After a long time, Nangong Minglu tilted her head and asked Ling Haotian.
Ling Haotian thought for a while and answered honestly: "I don't know because I have never done it."
"I really envy you!" Nangong Minglu's eyes revealed a look of envy, "If I could be given a chance to do it again, I would rather hide and cry alone than hurt him, because... in fact, he is better than me.
How pitiful.”
"Regret?" Ling Haotian was surprised.
"I regret it!" Nangong Minglu said seriously.
"Why don't you apologize to him and ask for his forgiveness?"
"I've already told him that I'm sorry, but a lot of the damage can't be made up for by saying sorry. It seems that he has no intention of forgiving me in this life." Nangong Minglu suddenly smiled, "I still remember that very classic sentence
The line? 'If apologizing helps, why do we need the police!'!"
Nangong Ming was smiling, but the smile was a bit bitter, and Ling Haotian was stunned.
After a long time, Nangong Minglu realized that the car had stopped, and suddenly woke up, "Oh! I'm home, thank you!"
Watching Nangong Minglu enter the house, Ling Haotian drove away with worries. Along the way, Nangong Minglu's appearance was in his mind.
One moment she was smiling happily and teasingly calling him "Young Master", and the next moment she was calling him "Haotian" naturally, as if she had called him by his name many times...
Ling Haotian became more and more confused. Maybe he shouldn't have intervened in the affairs between Han Xiyan and Nangong Minglu. After all, those things had happened many years ago and they had grown up.
If Nangong Minglu is no longer the girl who loves to play pranks, accuse people wrongly, lie, and hurt Han Xiyan, why should he cling to her past mistakes so hard?
