"What is the meaning of this?" Lin Mengjie asked quietly, waves of pain shooting through her stomach. Her face still bore a gentle smile, but her eyes were cold as ice.
"Mengjie, can't you see my heart?" Shangguan Hao stepped forward, reaching for Lin Mengjie's hand.
SLAP! The sound echoed, exceptionally loud in the room. Lin Mengjie stumbled back several paces and then delivered a fierce slap.
"Mengjie, hit me, curse me. Let out all the anger in your heart—it's all my fault. I shouldn't have been in the study; I shouldn't have hurt you," Shangguan Hao said, a smile on his face. He took the slap without flinching, still smiling pleadingly as he explained.
