Through the small glass pane on the door, he saw that familiar figure with her back turned towards him.
Fengyan's heart stirred, he drew in a suppressed breath and pushed the door open, "Yinyin..."
He softly called out, filled with endless tenderness and wild longing.
However, his voice sharply cut off when he saw Chi Ying on the hospital bed.
Chi Ying was not dead?
His face turned ashen instantly.
But soon, wild joy surged from the bottom of his heart, and he stepped forward, "Yinyin..."
If Chi Ying was not dead, could there still be a chance for them?
"Yingying is still alive, are you disappointed?" Mu Yin suddenly turned around, her petite, beautiful face cold as ice, her eyes filled with hatred.
"No, Yinyin..." Fengyan quickly shook his head, the guilt and affection in his eyes undeniable, "I'm sorry, I deeply regret what I did to Chi Ying. I'm not asking for your forgiveness, only for a chance to make amends."
