2:00 p.m., Zhou Family Mansion ;
Zhou Che sat in the living room staring at his phone screen in a daze. 'Meet me tonight. 10:00 p.m. Starbucks. Elite Pacific Mall.', the message read. The man smiled wryly, lifting his head up to look at the journalist reporting Xi Yuan's confession, the night ago. She accepted it, without any contemplation, without a second thought. This was the first time he had seen her so happy, so radiant, and so carefree.
And this was how it was supposed to be. She deserved all of this. After everything she had gone through because of the Rong family, he had hoped for her to have all of this, one day. At least, before Zhou Zhichen left him and he accused her of his death. All he had ever given her was, pain and pointless allegations. He knew he didn't deserve her.
As he looked at the girl on the TV screen, laughing and crying at the same time, he felt as if in that very moment, he had lost her.
