She had made it clear she was willing to be his bed partner, asking for no title, only wishing to be with him.
Even with such a humble plea, he still rejected her mercilessly.
Xiao Ai had thought that leaving for eight years would leave Lu Feng with a sense of loss.
Regrettably,
There was none.
Leaving for eight years not only did not cause Lu Feng to feel any regret but instead opened opportunities for others.
She humbled herself for Lu Feng.
Yet, Lu Feng was humbling himself for another woman!
In the past, Lu Feng considered women as playthings, when did he ever value a woman so much?
Ironic.
Truly ironic.
Xiao Ai took a fierce gulp of red wine, suppressing the moisture in her eyes.
No one could empathize with such a heartrending pain.
Actually, it wasn't only Xiao Ai who found it hard to accept, even Wen Lan was surprised.
She never expected Lu Feng to be so tender in front of Mu Qingli.