Gu Wencheng didn't speak. Upset, he kept looking at Meng Nianyao, his hands clenched by his side.
"Gu Wencheng, the moment you locked me up, I felt that we weren't equals." Meng Nianyao's eyes were red as she looked at Gu Wencheng and said, "I've always thought that the two of us…" We were equal in terms of feelings, but now I feel that it's not like that at all..."
"Nianyao, I'm sorry…" Gu Wencheng's heart ached. Meng Nianyao's every word was like a knife stabbing into his heart. He reached out, wanting to wipe the tears off her face. However, he hesitated for a while, not daring to move. "Nianyao, I'm the bastard here. I deserve to die. I promise you, I won't do it again."
