Regret was the complete denial of everything that had happened in the past. Regret was the longing and beautification of the parallel world that he had never entered.
The ten thousand possibilities that should have happened were destroyed by him. He only regretted what he had done.
Such regret, such regret. However, she could only say goodbye like this…
Meanwhile, Li Shengxia placed the documents on Tan Qing's desk.
Her mood was inexplicably heavy. After all, a few days ago, her relationship with Ling Yarang was still very good. However, in just a few days, it had evolved into this. Thinking of his gentle apology before he left, she felt inexplicably depressed.
She looked at Tan Qing and said,"Do you think I'm a black sheep like everyone else? Ever since I came, two excellent designers have left the design department."