16

When Zhuang Jing found me again, he was unshaven and haggard.

Even from a few meters away, I could smell the overpowering stench of alcohol on him, like it had seeped deep into his skin.

"Jinli, I never thought Gu Qin would be that kind of person, I was blind."

He tried to step closer to me, but I discreetly took a small step back, maintaining the distance.

"She's not that kind of person, so you should spend the night with her and flaunt your affection for her publicly?"

Zhuang Jing was rendered speechless.

He suddenly began to cry, tears flooding like a broken dam:

"I know I was wrong, I didn't consider your feelings, please give me another chance, okay?"

I looked at him coldly, with no emotion in my eyes:

"I already gave you a chance, just that one time."

"I don't want to break up with you, I can't bear to be apart from you, I want to marry you, it's always been you I wanted to marry."

Zhuang Jing pleaded with me humbly: