She was only 17 years old, just like a delicate flower that was slightly blooming.
He wanted to fill her youth with happiness, not with bitter tears when he thought about it in the future.
Jing Zhi had always been impatient, especially when it came to things he did. But when it came to Zheng yuluo, all his impatience was broken.
If it were someone else, he would have turned around and left if he kept crying like this.
However, this person was Zheng yuluo. He only felt heartache and anger, not disgust at all.
He had initially pitied Xiao Ling only because she looked a little like Zheng yuluo when she cried.
Jing Zhi refused to let go of Zheng yuluo, letting her tears wet his brand new suit and shirt.
It was a very expensive outfit, given to him by Jing Rui for formal occasions.
Now, Zheng yuluo was crying her eyes out.
"Zheng yuluo, don't cry. I don't like to see you cry. You're very ugly, do you know that?"
