Zhou Hongjin quickly shook his head, where would he take it back? Who could he give it to after taking it back? He never expected that the rare girl he had grown to like was already married.
With a sigh, Zhou Hongjin forced a smile, "I really envy the man who married you. He must have done some great deeds in his past life to have such fortune." The jealousy in his voice was all too evident.
Heartbroken even before experiencing love, Zhou Hongjin had no choice but to sigh with regret. If Zhilan was just in a relationship, he might have tried his best to win her over. However, she was legally married, and if he tried to snatch someone else's wife, it would be inherently immoral. Zhou Hongjin knew he couldn't stoop so low.
But looking at the girl in front of him, Zhou Hongjin's heart ached as if it was being gouged out. Such a good girl, but she was not his to have.