Mu Anran wanted to cry but found herself without tears, "Young Master Yu... I..."
Yu Lingqian swept a cold glance over her, "There are fifty-five seconds left."
Mu Anran: "…Yesterday, I really only had two small drinks, then I don't know what happened and it turned out like this."
Yu Lingqian finally looked her squarely in the eye, "Have you ever thought about what you would have done if the man who showed up in front of you today wasn't me?"
Those words made her body stiffen, and the color drained from her face.
Nervousness, panic, pain, fear, guilt…
These were all the feelings she had when she first woke up.
But the deepest was guilt, guilt over betraying Yu Lingqian.
God knows how happy she was when she saw that the man before her was Yu Lingqian.
"I know, whatever I say now is too late." Mu Anran lowered her head, her hands nervously twisting in the bedding, "If Young Master Yu really feels particularly angry, unable to forgive me, then I, I..."