Gao Zhenzhen hurried to defend herself, "I never wished for your death, I just didn't want to watch you suffer."
"Enough, whatever you're thinking, it has nothing to do with me." He glanced at Mo Ran in his arms, his eyes tender, "I don't love you, don't waste your affections on me anymore."
If he still hadn't recovered his memory, he might have been a bit nicer to her, since after all, she was the first person he saw when he opened his eyes and the one who took care of him.
On account of that affection, he would have given her some face.
But now that he had regained his memory, he knew who his true love was, and what had happened before.
His heart couldn't possibly make room for anyone else, even if that person had been very good to him, he still couldn't fit her in.
Gao Zhenzhen knelt on the ground in grief, knowing that she had lost him forever.
His heart wasn't with her, not even the Black Angel could help her keep him...