"Zhuo Ya, there is no such thing as regret medicine in this world, you know?"
Regret medicine?
Zhuo Ya tightened her hand on her abdomen.
She believed that Gu Yanting... would understand her.
Gu Yanting, you will... understand me, won't you?
Everything I do is for you.
I want to atone for my sins against you.
I want our family of three to be well.
Half an hour later.
Zhuo Ya followed Gu Jin to see Gu Yanting.
Gu Yanting's body seemed not yet recovered, his face even paler than the last time Zhuo Ya saw him.
"Zhuo Ya and I are getting married, Gu Yanting."
Gu Jin, holding Zhuo Ya's hand, stepped forward and said with a smile looking at Gu Yanting.
Gu Yanting's face showed neither joy nor anger; his calm eyes glanced in Zhuo Ya's direction, and he curled his lips, smiling, "Oh? And what does that have to do with me?"
"Gu Jin, you're only fit to pick up the people I don't want."
The unwanted.
Those words, like a knife, viciously stabbed into Zhuo Ya's heart.
