"I still need to spend time with my family. It's very likely that this will be our last moments together." Pang Meiqin hesitated for a moment but ultimately found an excuse.
The Beautiful Leg Stewardess wasn't speaking frankly. She hoped to spend her remaining days with Tang Zheng, but she didn't want to tie him down.
"Please give my regards to your father!" Tang Zheng felt he shouldn't say more, a sense of guilt weighing on him as he spoke to Pang Meiqin.
"Mm!" Pang Meiqin walked out of the villa, looked at the starry sky, and forced a bitter smile. Though she hated to admit it, the Beautiful Leg Stewardess knew that he didn't love her.
As soon as she thought about this fact, Pang Meiqin's heart felt like it was being crushed by a giant hand, the pain suffocating!
"Meiqin, how about I go to your house?" Watching Pang Meiqin's despondent figure, Tang Zheng felt like a bastard, incapable of making any decisions.
