"If it's about helping you get Cheng Hao back, forget it." Xu Nianhua laid out a precondition right off the bat.
"Heh."
Zou Yaru said with a self-mocking laugh, "I'm no longer worthy of him. The moment I proposed breaking up, I was already unworthy."
As Zou Yaru lifted her eyes, tears welled up in them, contrasting with the paleness of her face, she looked truly pitiable.
Xu Nianhua couldn't help but remember when she first saw Zou Yaru; Cheng Hao had described her as ethereal as a fairy. As a music teacher, she inherently possessed such an elegant demeanor.
But what about now?
Zou Yaru had grown so thin that her chin had become pointed, making her large eyes appear even more striking.
Her tearful eyes looked so forlorn and pitiable.
Xu Nianhua sighed deeply in her heart and thought: Had I known this would happen, why did I even start?
