But all the words were spoken by her, if she were to tear up with An Ziqi now, all her plans and endured humiliation would be in vain.
Her tightly clenched fist grasped again and again, her palm already stained with blood from her long nails digging in too forcefully.
Desperately telling herself that for the future, she must endure now, she bit her lip and spoke with an extremely pale face.
"I don't regret it, I agree with you."
"That's good, it's late, the door is over there, I won't see you off." An Ziqi said calmly with a smile.
Lin Qiaoqiao was furious inside, biting her teeth, looking at Xiao Moli with infinite grievance and words left unsaid.
Xiao Moli's eyes were red, this damn woman, even now, she wants to calculate him.
An Ziqi is kind and can forgive her, but he's not a good person, nor does he mind having another life on his hands.
Since she calculated her, she should be prepared to pay with her life.
