The second betrayal
It was as if all the bubbling anger in Zixin's chest drowned into nothingness. If it meant that Guiying, too, always loved him then there was nothing else he wanted in this world.
Unknowingly, tears welled up in his eyes. If only the mistake in identity hadn't happened, then she wouldn't have suffered so much.
"If only I hadn't gone through that accident then…Guiying wouldn't have been hurt so much," he painfully whispered to himself. "Why was fate so cruel?"
"Fate wasn't cruel, Bro. Somebody else was," Jun said.
He tightly knitted his brows and looked up. "Somebody else?"
Chyou narrowed her eyes. "Mao Yong wasn't the culprit you had said."
Yating asked, "Who is he?"
Chyou explained how Mao Yong was caught and confessed that he planned the accident against Zixin. But it was a lie. Somebody had kidnapped his sister, Mao Jingyi and forced him to take the blame.