"Sister, I'm wrong. I'm really wrong."

Holding the diary in his arms, Yue Zitong, full of shame, stooped slowly, bowed his head, closed his eyes and shed tears.

As Helan Xiaoxin said in her diary, Yue Zitong never thought about it. How would she feel when she was ridden by Li Renjia?

As for the fact that she almost drowned that day by Li Renshu, let alone think about it.

Now she knows how extraordinary her mistakes are.

Emotional selfishness made her totally ignore the pressure on Helan Xiaoxin and the fatigue under forced smiles.

More hesitation and fear.

What is more cruel than depriving a proud woman of her...