Yan Meng's eyes were full of sarcasm, venting my past grievances.
"Lu Zhiyuan, hasn't your Lu family hurt Lan Shan enough? How did you hurt her back then? Hmm? Have you forgotten everything? What has your mother done now? Can all this harm be erased with just a few apologies?"
Lu Zhiyuan was choked and speechless.
He looked at me with worried and concerned eyes, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.
At this point I just found it ridiculous.
What are you looking at me for? Are you expecting me to persuade Yan Meng to forgive Zhao Xian? Why?
"Xiao Shan, I'm sorry." Lu Zhiyuan murmured this apology softly, but I didn't care anymore.
Yan Meng is right. Can a superficial apology offset the hysterical hurt that once occurred?
I saw Lu Zhiyuan's eyes, and his expression was full of guilt and self-blame, but now I didn't feel any pity for him at all, but more of annoyance.
I really hate the look in his eyes.
His guilt and self-blame did not make my life easier. All of this was in exchange for the hurt I suffered!
Just like my child who turned into blood.
I took such good care of him, I looked forward to his coming into this world, and even regarded him as the only hope in my life.
But what is the result?
Because of his guilt towards Yuan Yaxin's brother and his desire to repay her brother, he repeatedly condoned Yuan Yaxin's harm to me.
My child was killed by Yuan Yaxin, and he didn't even have the chance to be born and say hello to me.
After that, he looked at me with this look and apologized to me.
But what can I do? His apology won't bring my child back.
He didn't experience the pain of having flesh and blood separated from his body, and the torment he felt in his heart was not even one-tenth of what I felt!
I don't know why, but my emotions started to get out of control.
I wanted to freak out, but I knew I had to control myself.
I remembered the doctor's advice to me before I left Europe: not to let certain people or things trigger my emotions again.
I also don't want to see my sequelae break out in front of Lu Zhiyuan.
I stood up suddenly and said in a cold voice, "This is a matter between you two. There's no need to involve me. I don't want to get involved in this either."
I glanced at Yan Meng, who had the same indifferent look on his face. "It's up to you to decide how to deal with it."
After saying that, I walked out quickly, and Yan Meng surprisingly did not stop me.
When I passed by Lu Zhiyuan, I heard him call me softly in a low and hoarse voice.
"Xiaoshan."
My heart trembled, but I didn't stop. I walked straight past him, pretending I didn't hear anything.
The moment I stepped out of the office, I felt as if all my strength had been drained away and my steps became weak.
I raised my hands to hold onto the wall to prevent myself from stumbling and falling.
I walked step by step to the window. The cool breeze blew across my cheeks and poured into my chest through my nose. The depressed and dull feeling seemed to be blown away.
I took a deep breath and gradually calmed myself down.
When I first met Lu Zhiyuan, my emotions were completely out of my control.
I had once convinced myself to forgive him, but now all my feelings have turned into resentment.
I can't explain why I was so angry and resentful towards Lu Zhiyuan. Maybe it was really the aftereffects that were causing it.
I shook my head and put aside those random thoughts.
At this moment, I no longer wanted to see Lu Zhiyuan, and I didn't want to talk to Yan Meng about anything.
As for how their issues are resolved and how Zhao Xian's guilt is determined, that has nothing to do with me.
Everything has cause and effect, and the outcome depends entirely on her own luck.
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