Guilty

'You, you are a mad wolf! '

Fu Jie left behind these thought-provoking words before he turned around and left.

The moment she left, Lu Chen immediately felt like his body had collapsed on his office chair.

How much love, how much hate, how many buildings in the misty rain.

Yesterday's love, today's resentment, tomorrow's flower know how much.

Love and hate are entangled, the grudge is difficult. What a good pair of mandarin ducks, but landed, fire and water can not be allowed to continue.

It was explosive, thrilling, and rebellious. All of this didn't bring Lu Chen the slightest bit of comfort. No matter how tough his words and sonorous his tone were, he was still unable to change the deep love he had for Fu Jie.

But who could tell him how to salvage this relationship? He had tried, tried, but to no avail.