Love is extremely selfish—a proverb that rings all too true!
The old rogue's heart was overcome with immense guilt; his one-night transgression with Cui Beixi, though a result of an awkward coincidence and primarily not his fault, still bore his responsibility! Every time he recalled Cui Beixi tearfully saying that if a child were a result of that night, she would never entangle Mourinho again, the old rogue's heart ached even more.
Cui Beixi was a woman of her word; now that she truly had a child, she would surely not entangle Mourinho anymore; and the Swan High Priestess, having suffered such a blow, would likely never approach Cui Beixi again in this lifetime. This misunderstanding was destined to be a lifelong regret.
Mourinho was actually carrying a huge unjust burden for himself! The more Liu Zhenghan thought about it, the more stifled he felt, his facial muscles twitching.
Silence, another stretch of silence.
Everyone was lost in their own thoughts, all sighing.
