In Qingting's tearful eyes, a handsome man came with a backlight, like a dragon-slaying warrior rescuing the princess, and more like a ray of redemption shining into her dark and cold heart.
There were gasps from the crowd, it was Mr. Rui, he is here!
It's just that his face looked terrible, as dark as ice, like the weather before a storm.
Qingting couldn't see anything clearly, only the intense regret and overwhelming anger in his black eyes.
For some reason, she felt a pain in her heart and opened her eyes in confusion.
"Besides begging her, I have no other choice. Things like last night will happen again and again. I will be ruined and die in humiliation. I don't want to..."
At this moment, she couldn't tell whether it was a show or an expression of her true thoughts.
The grievances, fear, panic, and pain that I have suffered for many years are all gathered together. I have mixed feelings and my emotions are almost out of control.
She really doesn't want to die!
I don’t want to be looked down upon!
I don’t want to be plotted against!
I don’t want to die silently and miserably!
I don’t want to be played around like a fool!
She wants to change everything!
No one can control her destiny!
She wants to be the master of her own destiny!
She wants the whole world to change for her!
Shao Zhongyu silently retracted his arm and stepped aside, with a self-deprecating arc at the corner of his mouth, and his bottomless eyes cast a shadow.
Looking at the girl who was about to cry but was trying to hold back her tears, Leng Qirui felt her heart twisting for the first time. It hurt, it hurt! I really wanted to kill someone!
His expression was solemn, as if he had made a lifelong vow, and his dark eyes locked tightly on his delicate face, "As long as I'm here, no one can bully you, I promise."
The handsome man is as gentle as water, yet as hard as ice, with subtle edges and corners.
Like a hot spring flowing in the bottom of his heart, Ye Qingting's heart trembled, and a sourness rushed straight into his eyes. He seemed to be crying and laughing, and his body was trembling slightly, "Really? Can I believe you?"
Leng Qirui felt a dull pain in his heart, and gently touched his delicate and painful face with his big palm. Strong emotions surged in his eyes, and a deep and hoarse voice sounded, "In the past ten years, I didn't know you early and didn't protect you well.
You, I have made you suffer so much pain and suffering, I'm sorry, I'm late."
Saying "I'm sorry, I'm late" made Qingting burst into tears that he had been holding back for a long time. He tightly grasped his clothes with his little hands, crying uncontrollably and trembling all over.
"Leng Qirui."
She looked ugly with tears streaming down her face and had no image at all, but in Leng Qirui's eyes, she was so beautiful, like a clear lotus in the rain, standing tall and graceful, swaying in the wind, exuding a charming aura.
He gently wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes, his heart was cut like a knife, her tears seemed to be flowing in his heart, and every drop made him hurt.
"But I promise that in the years to come, I will never let you kneel down to beg for mercy, nor will I let you be beaten to a bloody head, nor will I let you cry desperately in the dark night, nor will I let you cry in despair again.
Being plotted and harmed..."
God knows, the scene of her kneeling down to her enemy deeply hurt his eyes and hurt his heart.
He knew it was only half-acting, but he couldn't bear it. The blood in his body flowed backwards, and a world-destroying hatred spread in his heart.
Girls who are so proud, so forbearing, who refuse to shed tears in front of the world even if they are wronged, who are reluctant to hurt people, how can they...
From now on, the people she hates are his enemies!