A fashion queen

"When something like this happens, you must think more open-mindedly! That woman is so ungrateful and doesn't know how to cherish someone as outstanding as you. It's totally because she is unlucky. You must not always take all the blame on yourself." Based on his understanding of Yuhang, he was very sure that Yuhang would definitely blame all the problems on himself.

"Actually, she also has her own difficulties. I know in my heart that Xueying doesn't like me, but I still forced her to marry me. This is all my fault." He covered his cheeks tightly with his hands in great pain, and his expression was filled with endless sadness and sorrow.

Looking at the miserable Song Yuhang in front of him, Mo Yunting could only helplessly pat his shoulder. He really couldn't think of any other way to help him, so he could only comfort him softly: "Don't feel sad for a woman like that anymore. She doesn't deserve your love at all."

"Yun Ting, you will never understand how deep my love for her is. From the moment I first saw her, I knew that she was the woman of my dreams. The reason why I tried my best to help her father pay off all his debts was simply because I hoped that she would discover my shining points and slowly accept and recognize me." Song Yuhang lowered his head in depression, looking extremely lonely.

"I had naively believed she'd finally agreed to marry me because she'd accepted my deep affection for her." I never expected she'd choose to distance herself from me in such a unique and heartbreaking way, as if an invisible chasm had opened between us, completely severing our once deeply connected hearts. At that moment, a stabbing pain pierced deep within me, making it almost impossible to breathe. I'd rather hear her utter those hurtful words—"I don't love you anymore"—than see her cowardly evade reality and hide her true feelings.

For this long, painful month, I've spent every moment like a zombie, consumed by endless sorrow and loss. Those beautiful memories flooded back like a tide, yet they also pierced my fragile heart again and again. For the first time in my life, I poured my wholehearted love into a woman, yet I never could have imagined such a cruel and merciless outcome. How could I possibly face this?

Mo Yunting sighed deeply, feeling a surge of emotion: The world truly is unpredictable and unpredictable! What should have been a grand wedding filled with joy and happiness had now devolved into an irreversible tragedy. It was like a woman suddenly intruding into his peaceful life, disturbing everything and catching him off guard.

Whenever he thought of Yue'er, Mo Yunting's heart would instantly sink to the bottom. The resolute and sorrowful look on her face when she left yesterday was like an incomparably sharp sword, piercing his chest and leaving a deep scar. If he had been able to cast aside all his concerns at that time, perhaps he would have embraced her tightly without hesitation and confessed his deep love to her. However, reality is always so cruel and merciless, leaving people powerless to resist. But he couldn't do that. He did this for her own good, hoping that she would understand his good intentions in the future and not regret it.

"Look, I was so focused on expressing my own feelings that I didn't even notice you. Good friends can't fake it. I noticed you weren't feeling well today. Are you worried about something?" Song Yuhang was heartbroken, but when his sorrowful eyes met Mo Yunting's, he noticed something unusual on his face. It was like someone deeply in love. Could he be struggling with the same issues as himself?