"I've learned my lesson," Zhou Fan conceded amicably, "I'll definitely correct it next time."
However, when he changed, there was no longer a Qiao Xia.
What was missed, was missed.
If you say heartbroken, that's too much.
Regrets, however, existed.
This girl was the one he fancied after all, just not to the extent of vowing eternal love.
"Does your husband treat you well?"
"Very well." Mentioning Mu Liang, Qiao Xia's eyes and brows were filled with smiles, her entire being seemed to be soaked in honey, her eyes and brows brimming with happiness. Zhou Fan also knew that she was truly happy now, and all he could do was wish Qiao Xia well.
"Then I wish you an early birth of a precious child."
"What era is it for a twenty-eight-year-old to have children early? Change it."
"Alright, alright, a blissful marriage then."
"That's more like it."
