"How much sincerity she has for me is between her and me. You have no right to do this, Zeng Rong. You're making me very disappointed!" Yu Minglang said firmly.
"You can hate me all you want. When I did it, I already expected this kind of outcome." Zeng Rong didn't argue. You could even say he was calm about it.
When Yu Minglang arrived, he thought of countless ways to beat him, but seeing the packed suitcase on the ground, he felt an indescribable desolation inside.
He thought about how they had shared life and death, and he also thought about the time Zeng Rong put his own work aside to come help him.
Zeng Rong could have chosen not to come, but there were many longstanding issues within the Yu Family that required a trusted person to handle, and he volunteered.
Yu Minglang also remembered... Zeng Rong is an injured man.
Seeing Yu Minglang looking at his leg, Zeng Rong gave a bitter smile.
