Li Lihua's words made Xu Ke, who was in a fit of anger, suddenly freeze, and then his expression became even more unpleasant, mingled with a sense of guilt.
Xu Ke turned his head to look at Lin Mengyao, "I'm sorry. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have suffered this undeserved disaster. It's all my fault. I had promised to protect you well, but in the end, I not only failed but also implicated you." The light in Xu Ke's eyes dimmed in an instant, and he even wanted to act like a child who had done something wrong, not daring to meet Lin Mengyao's eyes, fearing to see emotions he couldn't accept.
Lin Mengyao placed her hand on the back of Xu Ke's hand, "I remember you were beaten to protect me, fighting desperately. I don't blame you, not even a little bit." Lin Mengyao said softly.
