The Traitor
Editor: Transn
Many people felt sympathy for Zhang Ruochen and thought that he had missed the best opportunity. From now on, he would no longer be able to match any of the Nine Kunlun Heirs.
Huang Yanchen blamed herself for dragging Zhang Ruochen down.
If not for her, he would have drunk the Holy Spring Water.
"I'm sorry, if it weren't for me, you would have been able to sit on Heir Seats and become one of the Nine Heirs of Kunlun's Field with a promising future."
Huang Yanchen bit her lips. Her blue eyes, which were fixed on Zhang Ruochen across the table, became watery.
If Huang Yanchen had known in advance that Lin Yue might be Zhang Ruochen, she would never have let him serve as a royal bodyguard.
What kind of woman wouldn't want her fiancé to become a big shot with great power and courage?
"It's my fault, I'm too stupid. If I had known sooner..."