Chapter 215 I’m Sorry for Hurting You

The cold winter wind was blowing by, and his hair was flying in the wind. He looked at the person in the crowd, clenched his fists, and the words in his heart gathered in his chest.

Fu Nanli's car stopped in front of Yifu Building, and he saw Wen Qiao in the crowd at a glance. She was tall, wearing an off-white short down jacket, and her long hair was spread casually. She was very standout.

Yangyin had a small event in the evening, and he came over early to watch her performance.

When he looked up, he saw that the person standing on the balcony was the boy named Zhuang Yan.

His bodyguard explained to him: "This is a regular event held at the end of every semester in Yangyin. Students will shout out their innermost thoughts on this balcony."

The car window was half open, and Zhuang Yan on the rooftop finally began to speak.

"I once liked a girl very much." The veins on his neck were exposed as he spoke, and he used all his strength to fight against his teenage self-esteem.

Xu Lu's heart sank completely.

Wen Qiao looked at the hysterical young man and felt very calm.

"When I was in high school, I was a conceited and aloof boy who valued face more than anything else."

Fu Nanli's jawline slowly tightened, his eyes were filled with cold light, his breathing was slightly suffocated, and he only looked at Wen Qiao in the crowd.

Qiaoer, if there are no other reasons, who would you choose?

"When that girl confessed her love to me, I didn't accept it. This is the most regretful thing in my life. I arbitrarily believed the false messages about her in the school. I spend every day in regret. I was wrong. sorry!"

This was the first time Zhuang Yan said sorry.

He stood in the cold wind, looking down at her in the crowd, saying sorry over and over again.

Lu Youyou's eyes turned red when she said this: "Fuck, Zhuang Yan, what is he doing? Qiao Qiao, one code is the same, I really didn't expect him to bow his head one day."

Wen Qiao shrugged.

Lu Youyou said again: "If it weren't for Mr. Fu, would you forgive Zhuang Yan?"

Wen Qiao shook his head gently: "There is no such thing."

The sky was clear, but Xu Lu's heart was gloomy. Zhuang Yan didn't even care about it. For Wen Qiao, he gave up the self-esteem he was most proud of.

The only thing she was glad about was that Wen Qiao had Fu Nanli by her side.

Wen Qiao wanted to be half-hearted, but Fu Nanli would not allow it.

Zhuang Yan will never have that chance in his life.

Zhuang Yan finally walked down from the rooftop. He was calm and sober, but he did not regret his crazy behavior just now. He faced his heart and overcame the obstacles in his heart.

Finally it was Wen Qiao's turn. She was the last one. It wasn't until she stood on the terrace that she saw a black Maybach parked not far away. It was Fu Nanli's car. She said a few words and hoped that folk music would get better and better. Mandarin.

The people in front of Yifu Building gradually dispersed, leaving only Zhuang Yan, Xu Lu, Zhao Tong and a few people from Wen Qiao's dormitory. She quickly went downstairs.

Passing by Zhuang Yan, Zhuang Yan's heart beat extremely fast, but she just passed him by without stopping or staying. She didn't even have him in her eyes. She ran back quickly.

He followed her figure and turned his gaze, and saw her running to a black car.

Fu Nanli was sitting in the car, watching her walking towards him with a smile in her eyes, and her heart sank inch by inch.

Whether you love me or not, you can only stay with me.

"How did you come?"