Gong Heng looked at Jin Ruomei's agitated demeanor. His handsome face was expressionless as he spoke words that fell on her like heartless raindrops, "Ruomei, things have reached this point, and neither you nor I can turn back the clock. I believe your father also means to call off the engagement, doesn't he?"
"I don't want this!" Jin Ruomei sobbed heart-wrenchingly, grasping his sleeves, "Gong Heng, I beg you, please, just say you don't mind, just say you still want me, and we won't call off the engagement. I want to marry you, I want to marry you! This has been my dream since I was young, you have to make it come true, you must make it come true..."
Jin Ruomei was now crying inconsolably, turning into a tearful mess, begging Gong Heng for his sympathy and pity, like a beggar on the street.
But things had developed to this stage, and neither sympathy nor pity could be effective.
Moreover...
