Su Hongxing hugged Liu Qingyin tightly: "I only hate myself for being useless. If I had taken you away three years ago, none of these things would have happened. It's all my fault, all my fault..."
Qingyin interrupted Su Hongxing's self-blame: "It's not your fault, I'm just unlucky."
Liu Qingyin had met Liu Yuan since she was born. He was a calamity she couldn't escape for her whole life. She used to think of Su Hongxing as her lifesaver, but in reality, no one could save her.
She had seen through this a long time ago but refused to admit her fate, so she pushed all her faults onto Su Hongxing.
She wanted Su Hongxing to share her pain, but adding one more person to feel sad wouldn't lessen her own torment.
Perhaps as Su Hongxing said, after tomorrow, it would be the start of a whole new life for her, hopefully...
The next day, at 10 a.m., Ye Qilan drove out of the villa.
Fu Yan had stayed outside the villa all night. Seeing Ye Qilan's car come out, he quickly hid himself.
