Xuyue snapped his head up, his eyes bloodshot as his voice suddenly rose.
He finally realized that the Chu Jing of the past was long dead.
The woman before him was a stranger, reborn from blood and tears.
"You can punish me however you want, just please don't cast me aside. Please?"
His voice was nearly choked with a sob as he spoke.
Xuyue wasn't afraid of punishment, nor was he afraid of pain.
He was only afraid that she would turn and leave, never to look back at him again.
He knew that Chu Jing had never had any feelings for them from the very beginning.
Not the her from the past, and not the her of today.
This realization was like a dull knife, sawing at his heart day after day.
"Are you really sure?"
Chu Jing asked directly.
"You're not going to ask to dissolve the partnership again, are you?"
She stared into his eyes, her gaze sharp, her voice calm.
"I'm sure. I'm willing."
Xuyue answered without the slightest hesitation.
