She said sorry, she said sorry to him—could it be that back then, she actually regretted her decision to leave him?
A sensation akin to ecstatic joy surged in his heart; however, no sooner had this feeling arisen than the next two words that slipped from the woman's lips doused him in ice-cold water from head to foot...
"Keke..."
"Keke?"
Hearing these two words, Nanke Yuting's face instantly stiffened as he looked into the woman's eyes which seemed to have taken a devastating blow, his eyes dimming abruptly, "Youyou, it's Yuting. Can you hear me talking?"
"Keke..."
"Get lost, you big bastard!"
This time, almost everyone could confirm that the word the woman lying there was calling out was none other than Keke. Han Kekou, without a second thought, shook off Gu Nanfeng's hand, and directly rushed toward the woman by the bed, pushing Nanke Yuting—who was holding her hand—away, "You big bastard, Jian You doesn't want to see you at all. Get lost, get lost, just go away!"
