Jiang Yuanyuan turned her head and looked to the side. Her heart was still beating fast!
Only the heavens knew that she was still unable to calm down. She felt as if she had just had a terrible nightmare.
"Yes, yes, yes! It's all my fault!" Zhou Yun Cheng did not dare to provoke her. Facing the woman's tears, he did not know how to deal with it.
She didn't say a word and just sat there, but her small hands were twisted together awkwardly.
Zhou Yuncheng reached out and took her little hand.
"What happened on Valentine's Day was my fault! I'll make it up to you another day, okay?" He said in a deep voice.
In fact, he was well aware that he had wanted to mess with her that day to give her an unforgettable memory. In the end, he had gone too far and this woman had avoided him for a week.
During this period of time, Zhou Yun Cheng had a feeling that he was better off dead than alive.
