Yun Muyin's eyes flickered, and upon hearing the man's words, she noticed that his gaze was fixated on the river surface where the cargo ships passed by, dissipating his earlier anger.
"Chenxuan, you still remember this place," she too turned around, looking at the river, her gaze converging with his on the same point, "I will never forget that rainy night four years ago. I won't beg for your forgiveness, but encountering you today, I just want to tell you, what happened back then was not my intention."
"Chenxuan, do you believe me?"
Leng Chenxuan became agitated, stripping off his suit jacket, his eyes trained on the brilliantly lit distance. Yes, he remembered this place, remembered being abandoned by this woman here, and also remembered finding another woman here.
Just now, upon seeing this woman he had been desperately searching for, he thought he would go mad, that he would berate her harshly at this bridge's end, or perhaps even slap her.
