Qiao Yin struggled to breathe in his tight embrace, yet she remained still.
He had already apologized for this situation before.
And yet he apologized again today, more formally, more clearly than the last time.
He really had changed.
He used to never admit he was wrong, never apologized.
Tears welled up in her eyes again: "I won't forgive you, even if you apologize, I won't."
Lu Lingche wiped her tears away: "I'm not asking for forgiveness. You can hate me, but you're not allowed to run to Dongfang Mu."
But the tears kept falling from Qiao Yin's eyes.
Why was he treating her this way again?
This made her feel like he liked her again. He was always like this, doing things and saying things that can easily lead to misunderstandings.
She cried and leaned her head on his shoulder.
Earlier, she had removed his suit just to bite him, leaving him in a thin shirt.
The warmth from his skin easily penetrated through the thin shirt to her body.