"I said, no matter what, I will not give up." Qi Cheng reached out and tightly grasped Ji Yunhuan's hand. "If Mom came here just to tell me these things, then you don't need to say anymore. These words mean nothing to me."
"..."
Qi Cheng's mother, who had hoped Qi Cheng would change his mind after making a trip, could only leave. As she walked away, she couldn't stop sighing.
As a mother, at times like this, she was the most helpless and heartbroken.
She wished so much that Qi Cheng could understand her good intentions.
More importantly, she didn't think Ji Yunhuan was worth Qi Cheng's sacrifices.
For this woman, for the woman who nearly killed him, he gave up all the glory he had.
This was obviously her own son, a son who used to not care about women at all, but now, he had become someone she couldn't even recognize.
One could only say that love is the most incomprehensible thing in this world.
