"If that's the case, Liang Chen, you might as well let her go. Now Shen Liangnian is going to marry Qiao Wennuan, she has no kin in this world, she's already very pitiful, why do you have to harm her like this? How is what you're doing any different from what Shen Liangnian has done?"
Angry, Liang Chen threw the wine glass in his hand vigorously, gritting his teeth, "Let her go? No way!"
After saying this, he stiffened in place.
In his mind, he instantly understood the implications of what Cong Rong had just said.
All of a sudden, he felt drained, sank into the chair, closed his mouth and fell silent.
Yes, he thought he was acting tough, but up to now, he had to admit that he had indeed fallen in love with the woman named Jing Haohao.
The very first time, he had just felt that she was clean and soft-hearted; strong-willed and calm after getting to know her.
