Zhou Yunjie drank the red wine in his wine glass in one gulp. He still remembered that pain. He never wanted to feel that pain again.
But now, he had long put it down. He understood that true love meant that he wanted to see the person he was in love with to be happy no matter what.
And for so many years, he had seen how the person he loved lived.
Maybe Yuwen Jing was really the most suitable partner for her, because he thought that he could not be like Yuwen Jing.
"Yunbo, I really let go," Zhou Yunjie said as if he was sighing.
"Let go? Who are you lying to? If you let go, why haven't you found a woman for so many years?" Zhou Yunbo rolled his eyes at Zhou Yunjie.
Zhou Yunjie laughed because of Zhou Yunbo's words. "What kind of logic is that?"
