Murong Mian's lips curved into a smile."Look at you. You're saying that you've let me down, but you're still trying to get more from me. So, what right do you have to ask me to forgive you?"
Yes, why?
He was the one who was hurt. Whether he wanted to forgive her or not depended on whether he was willing.
Did he really think that when he was about to die, all his mistakes should be written off? Stop dreaming.
What right did he have to let her die in peace?
Murong Mian didn't hate him. He had long passed the age where he needed his mother and would hate her. He just hated it when she was still standing on the moral high ground when she was clearly in the wrong. She was forcing him to do things he didn't want to do.
He used to hate being threatened, and he still hated it.
