Qiao Xinran's heart ached as if it had been stabbed by a knife.
The Mo Yichen she knew always wore a smile that looked down on everything, always so proud and arrogant, no matter when.
But for the sake of loving her, he became so humble.
If she hadn't pressured him, maybe things would be different now?
By marrying Luo Peirou, he would have strengthened the Mo's enterprise even more, and as the heir to the Mo's, he would stand at the top of the pyramid, envied and looked up to by countless people, just like Chi Jingxuan.
But the Mo Yichen who married Luo Peirou wouldn't be happy.
Aren't people who are in love supposed to be together? Why does fate have to play with them like this?
