If there was a pill for regret for sale in this world, Zhang Yang would definitely go back and buy one, no matter the cost.
Unfortunately, there isn't.
Zhang Yang's tightly clenched fists kept pounding against the wall in front of him, which was already stained with fresh blood. Zhang Yang's hands were also a bloody mess.
But the pain in his hands was nothing compared to the pain in his heart.
How could he be so stupid to have trusted Wu Shanshan so easily?
On Jian Dan's side, after tidying up the "battlefield," Xiaoting was ready to leave with Zimo and the others.
But unexpectedly, she received a call from Ouyang Jing before she could leave.
"Xiaoting, are you with Jian? I've called Jian so many times, and she hasn't answered. I'm a bit worried that something might have happened to her," Ouyang Jing's voice was filled with anxiety and concern.
"Something happened? What could possibly happen to Jian? I just parted ways with her."
