"Qiao Mianmian." Gong Zeli looked at the girl in the painting and sighed. He reached out and caressed her exquisite and beautiful face. "What should I do with you? I can't bear to give up on you, but I've lost the right to have you now. You're very happy with him, and he has the ability to give you happiness. Even if I don't care about anything and snatch you back, how can I defeat him?
"I've always been conceited, but if my opponent is him…
"So, should I give up on you?"
He muttered to himself as he looked at the girl in the painting. Although he said that he was giving up, his eyes were filled with unwillingness. "But I'm really unwilling to give up just like that. I don't even have a chance to fight for it, and you're already someone else's. Isn't God a little cruel to me?
"If I'm destined to never have you, why would I be attracted to you?"
Gong Zeli never thought that he would be trapped by love one day.
He couldn't ask for anything.
