"I'm sorry, just consider me dead."
Chen Lang's face was full of guilt; seeing Wan Sui's current state, he knew she must have had a hard time over the years.
The girl who once had a face full of innocence and clear eyes was gone.
Now, there was no light in her eyes, no more happiness on her face.
"I'm sorry..."
Slap! Slap!
Before he could finish his next apology, Wan Sui fiercely delivered two slaps to his face.
Chen Lang's face instantly swelled red, and the waiter looked over, asking with his eyes if he needed help.
Chen Lang shook his head, declining the offer.
"Hit me! Hit me, scold me, I accept it all. I hope that you can also be happy in the future."
Slap! Slap!
Two more slaps, and Wan Sui's tears fell down in big drops.
But she didn't cry out loud, like a heartless tear-shedding machine.
She raised her hand, slapping Chen Lang over and over, venting the grievances and dissatisfaction she had accumulated over the years.
