At this moment, Zhao Mengmeng's emotions were tumultuous, which was somewhat unexpected for Pei Chenyang, but he still chose to confront this issue head-on.
"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding? Come on, tell me!" Zhao Mengmeng scoffed in response.
Indeed, she had lusted after Pei Chenyang's looks, and even in her heart, she had some trouble letting go of him.
But when she truly tasted her male idol, especially under these circumstances, to have slept with him, the experience was far more distressing than she had imagined.
There wasn't a shred of happiness, only discomfort.
"It's no use talking more about it; I've wronged you in this matter," Pei Chenyang said seriously, candidly admitting his error.
He'd hurt not just one woman, Zhao Mengmeng, but another, Lin Miaoyu, as well.
"What compensation do you need? Whatever it is, I'll try my best to fulfill it."
It was a long while before Zhao Mengmeng responded, prompting Pei Chenyang to speak with difficulty.
