In the end, he still surrendered to his love.
He sighed inwardly, stretched out his arm, and pulled Yang Minhan, who was curled up in the corner, into his embrace.
When Yang Minhan was held by him like this, tears immediately fell down, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Tian..."
The guilt in her heart was truly deeper than the ocean.
"You..." Qiao Tian didn't even know what to say to her.
Hearing his helpless tone, Yang Minhan felt even more aggrieved and upset, and cried even harder.
"Alright, stop crying. It's your fault, and yet you want me to comfort you and apologize?"
"I didn't mean that," Yang Minhan choked as she spoke.
"Then stop crying!"
Yang Minhan wiped away her tears, "I thought, I thought you wouldn't want me anymore..."
