Even if Bai Kemeng now wanted to reconcile, Su Wen simply felt powerless.
His entire focus wasn't on romance; the pressure he was currently facing at work left him gasping for air, leaving no room for love.
"Sigh!"
Su Wen heaved a sigh, wishing he could enjoy life more fully. If not for the prevalence of illnesses demanding his expertise, he perhaps wouldn't have a role to play. Once all the ancient prescriptions in his head came to fruition, nothing would bother him anymore.
Seeing Su Wen's troubled face, Bai Kemeng, recalling her recent words, instantly felt her face grow pale with anger.
"Su Wen, so you're really giving up face now? Can't you just apologize and beg for my forgiveness!"
"Is being with me really that exhausting for you?"
"Do you have lots of girls around you, like Liu Die? Do you like her?"
"Bai Kemeng! Stop making a fuss. The past is my fault, and I apologize. Let's not drag others into our issues."
