A fashion queen

Cui Yongyuan looked at the young man in front of him, a flicker of heartache in his eyes, but more of a sense of helplessness. He sighed softly and said calmly, "Perhaps I would have protected you before, but after Xueying's escape from marriage, I've become more open-minded. I don't want to force Xueying to do something she doesn't want to do, and I don't want to use my status to pressure her."

Song Yuhang felt a pang of pain in his heart as he listened to these words. He stared at Cui Yongyuan with wide eyes, disbelief, and asked in a trembling voice, "So you're going to sacrifice my happiness for his?" His emotions instantly collapsed, and he shouted uncontrollably, his heart filled with grievance and unwillingness.

Cui Yongyuan looked at him silently, a look of pain on his face. He whispered, "This is good for everyone." Yet, his heart was filled with conflict and helplessness. Facing Song Yuhang's questioning, he felt powerless and guilty. He understood that his decision might cause great harm to the other party, but he had no choice.

Song Yuhang remained lost in his own world, refusing to accept reality. He muttered to himself, "What's good about it? I can't see... I just know that losing Xueying would make me worse than death. I can't live without her." Tears streamed down his cheeks, and his voice revealed despair and helplessness.

Cui Yongyuan looked at him quietly, his eyes filled with helplessness and heartache. He sighed deeply and tried to comfort him again: "Why are you doing this? Sometimes, learning to let go at the right time is also a kind of happiness."

However, these words sounded so pale and powerless. For Song Yuhang, he was already deeply trapped in this vortex of emotions and could not extricate himself.

"I can't let them be together!" Song Yuhang's face darkened, his eyes bloodshot and slightly red, his brow furrowed, his lips tightly pursed, as if ready to burst into anger at any moment. His heart was filled with pain and resentment, and this emotion was fully expressed on his face. He shook his head in pain, his voice trembling slightly, "I can't bear to give up on her like this! I've given her so much sincerity, but I haven't received any response..."

He had thought Cui Yongyuan would stand by him, offering support and encouragement to help him fight Mo Yunting. But now, it seemed as if he was the only one holding on to this persistence. He felt lonely and helpless, and anger and resentment gradually welled up in his heart.

"Alas, I'm sorry. Ultimately, it's all my fault. If it weren't for the favor I owe you, Xueying wouldn't have been dragged into this. Ultimately, all of this is my fault." Cui Yongyuan lowered his head in self-blame, his voice low and hoarse. His eyes were dim, revealing a deep sense of guilt. He realized that his incompetence had not only failed to provide his family with a peaceful and comfortable life, but had also implicated them with his debt problems. All of this was his fault, and he bore the responsibility he could not evade.

Hearing this, Song Yuhang felt even more angry and upset. His eyes widened, gleaming with anger, and he said passionately, "Are you just giving up so easily? Have you forgotten all the hard work and dedication I've put in?" His voice grew louder and louder, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances and resentment in his heart.

However, facing his questioning, Cui Yongyuan just lowered his head silently without saying a word. His silence made Song Yuhang feel even more disappointed and angry. He suddenly realized that he had always regarded Cui Yongyuan as someone he could rely on, but now it seemed that he was not the one who could fight alongside him.

Xueying was no longer his, and the Cui couple's hearts had already shifted to Mo Yunting. This was simply too much for him to accept. No! How could he let go? He would never give up on this relationship so easily. He wanted to prove to everyone that he was the one who was most suitable for Xueying.