The man stopped at the staircase and stared at her face with a serious demeanor.
"I didn't want to, but I just... can't control myself."
He missed someone so much that he couldn't even focus on his work, always feeling like there was an empty space in his heart, restless in both sleep and appetite… That feeling was completely different from the happiness and fulfillment of love described in books.
He didn't like that feeling at all, but what could he do?
The more he tried to forget someone, the more frequently she appeared in his mind.
The teasing expression on Gan Yuan's face gradually faded.
"So… do you regret it?"
"Regret what?"
"Saving me on the snowy mountain."
The man laughed, holding her hand as they walked downstairs, and he spoke lightly.
"I never regret. I only do what I want to do, love whom I want to love!"
Such a simple statement, yet so arrogant!
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Dining room.
