It's even more painful than when we broke up

Behind ruan Mengmeng, the man stood alone, his gaze cold and distant.

He looked at the girl who was gradually moving away. Her head drooped and her shoulders drooped, and her thin shoulders trembled slightly.

Waves of pain rose in her heart.

He was wrong.

He was wrong.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, he should not have been unable to suppress his inner desire to get close to her and used another identity to get close to her.

The moment li junyu saw ruan Mengmeng, he did not even think twice before he slammed his head against the wall.

Only then did he truly experience the throbbing pain in his heart. It was as if a large hand was forcefully pulling it out of his flesh and blood. It was a cruel and painful feeling.

He was in pain because his heart ached for Mengmeng's cruelty to him.

What was even more painful was the determination behind the young girl's actions.