If it weren’t for the fact that Ruo Feiqun didn’t want to take another look at Lu Huanong, who was completely unrecognizable, he would have turned around and paused for a moment. “Are you unwilling? Do you hate her? The only thing you can do now is to make up for your mistakes and try to get a few less years in prison. I’m waiting for you to come back and take revenge on me.”
Looking at the departing Ruo Feiqun, the tears that she had been holding back for a long time finally blurred Lu Huanong’s vision. It was as if her life force had been sucked dry, and she collapsed on the chair, her tears falling uncontrollably.
She had truly loved Ruo Feiqun. Otherwise, she would not have spent so much effort on him.
Ruo Feiqun might not be the kind of person who was decisive and decisive, the kind of person who had overwhelming power, or the kind of perfect and flawless man.
