Su Chaoyang smiled, hooking her chin, "But now I have you, I don't feel pitiful."
Meeting the man's deeply affectionate gaze, a barrage of complex emotions surged up in Mu Xiangwan's heart.
She truly was damnable!
How could she have been so cruel in the past, willing to hurt such a pitiful young man?
If she could do it all over again, she would be good to Su Chaoyang from the first day he stepped into the Mu Family, not trying to compete for favor, not framing him, not provoking him intentionally, not envying him for being better than her, not—doing that thing which had made him leave home for over four years.
Unfortunately, time couldn't be turned back, all she could do was stand here regretting her past actions, drowning in guilt.
If there was still a way to make amends, it would be to treat him as well as possible for the rest of her life and to think about him.
