Qing Er avoided his gaze, "All along, I've been grateful for your kindness to me, but from the very beginning, I told you, there could never be anything between us."
During that time in the United States when she had nowhere to turn, it was this man who helped her.
On a snowy night, heavily pregnant, she fell on the street, and it was him who carried her by hand to the hospital.
If it weren't for this man, maybe the child wouldn't have survived.
She was thankful for his kindness, thankful for him bringing her child into this world healthily.
But the feelings he desired, she couldn't give him.
She could repay him with everything else, but not with love.
"There's no way for the two of us, so you're still thinking about Tang Wanjun? If you're thinking about him, why not be with him properly, why hurt yourself like this?"
