Hearing him say "I'm sorry", I felt even more guilty. He was not wrong about this matter. His fault was that he was angry with him and concealed the meeting with Murong Haoli. All these things happened

How could he shoulder the responsibility for himself?

He raised his eyes slightly, with a touch of moisture in his eyes, and smiled and said: "Actually, I am the one who should say I'm sorry. I will never do this again in the past."

Murong Haochen saw that she was a little different than before, but she tried her best to hide the tears in her eyes. In fact, her appearance had been noticed for a long time, but she didn't know it.

"Let me accompany you for a walk on the bridge."

He raised his eyes and glanced at the bridge. He wanted to take her there, but she stopped her. He asked with a warm smile: "What's the matter? In the past, you didn't like it very much..."

"It's better to save this for Chinese Valentine's Day. Can you accompany me for a walk around?"

If she hadn't just seen Murong Haoli in a trance, how could she have stopped him like this instead of doing the same thing as before. And his secret was far less secret than this. Naturally, the moment she met Murong Haoli again, her heart

More on tenterhooks than before.

With no doubt in his eyes, he affectionately held her around her waist and whispered very affectionately: "I am willing to accompany you wherever you want to go."

Hearing these words, Ye Yilan's heart gradually calmed down. She had been restraining herself from raising her eyes to look at the person on the bridge, and she didn't know if he was gone?

Murong Haoli had been standing on the bridge, watching the two of them walking away, and the hairpin in his hand gradually slipped. What penetrated in his hand was not blood, but ruthless hatred.
Chapter completed!