Immediately, Yang Bo took the initiative to sit down, while Zhang Qian, with a nervous heart, sat beside him.
Across from her, she dared not make eye contact with either Xu Fei or Lin Mo.
She felt guilty about Xu Fei.
As for Lin Mo, she was very clear about his character; that kind of indifference was frightening, but fortunately, she felt somewhat more confident now with Yang Bo by her side.
Moreover, love isn't something that can be forced, she had the right to choose.
Yang Bo glanced at Xu Fei, who sat across from him, adjusted his collar with utmost gentlemanly behavior, and said with a smile,
"Xu Fei, since we've met here today, it's a kind of fate. Taking this opportunity, I want to say to you, I'm sorry."
Xu Fei's fist tightened slightly.
Yang Bo continued, "I know that anyone in this situation would not feel good, but sometimes, giving up is also a way to love her."
"I think you must really love Zhang Qian. Since you love her, you should make her happy."