Luo SuiFeng's heart was so shattered that he could no longer find words to describe it.
The past two days, it wasn't that he didn't want to speak, but he physically couldn't. It felt like something was lodged in his chest, an overwhelming sadness pressing down on him.
He thought about how Mù Qiānxún was about to make her engagement to Ou Zun public.
Soon, Mù Qiānxún would bear Ou Zun's mark. Lin You wasn't wrong—it was him who had personally pushed Mù Qiānxún into Ou Zun's arms.
Now, regret was useless.
If only he had turned back sooner, or even given just a little more thought to Mù Qiānxún, things wouldn't have come to this.
These past days, as Ou Zun and Mù Qiānxún's engagement date drew nearer and nearer, his heart became increasingly filled with unbearable sorrow and complexities.
He didn't want to face it.
To put it bluntly, he'd always been a fragile person. It had taken everything for him to muster the courage to face Mù Qiānxún, but now, this was the outcome.
