Tang Yu had gone to many dog-blood novels to act as cannon fodder, originally thinking he could successfully retreat after completing his mission. Unexpectedly, his next task was to return to those...
"Tang Yu, now that we've reached this point, there's no need to say anything that could lead to misunderstandings."
"You can't help but think that you are now——"
"I regret it."
When he said the last three words, Xiao Shaoyin's voice was particularly soft, and his smile was somewhat certain, as if he guessed that what he said would touch Tang Yu's sensitive self-esteem.
Unfortunately, not only did he not see Tang Yu pursing his lips in embarrassment, but he saw Tang Yu say frankly:
"Yes, I do regret it."
Xiao Shaoyin's smile froze on her lips, and she frowned as she asked, "What did you say?"
How could Tang Yu say such a thing?
When Tang Yu insisted on leaving home, he was alone and penniless, and he didn't even take the gold bars that he had given him.
He still remembered that when he was staring at Tang Yu's back as he left, he asked through gritted teeth:
"Tang Yu, are you really so heartless?"
It was clearly Tang Yu's fault, but now he walked away so casually.
What about him?
Who can he turn to for his grievances and mistakes?
But the person who had been so determined to leave at the beginning actually said to him now—
Regret it?
Xiao Shaoyin gritted her teeth, speaking word by word:
"Tang Yu, why do you think that just saying 'you regret it' will get you past this?"
Xiao Shaoyin's beautiful face was hidden in the darkness, staring at Tang Yu without blinking, as if she wanted to see through him.
Tang Yu whispered, "I didn't say this matter can be put aside."
"I'm just saying, I regret it."