The television was still playing stories about Jing Hua, Canjuan, and Gu Jiajia.
In the past, he didn't know, but now, Gerry understood more deeply how much his actions back then had hurt Gu Jiajia.
As he felt regret, he only wished to love her well and make it up to her in the future.
Zhu Luying saw that Gu Jiajia didn't respond and turned her head to look at her.
She saw her with a pensive expression, as if pondering something.
The delicate little face still carried a hint of sadness.
Zhu Luying nudged her arm doubtfully, "What's wrong? Not happy?"
"No." Gu Jiajia suddenly smiled brightly.
Zhu Luying pursed her lips, "Do you think what I said was wrong?"
"Luying, you're right. Sometimes, I also feel like I was terribly wronged by Jing Hua. But the path was mine to tread, the person my own choice, even if he hurt me, I have no recourse now." After speaking, Gu Jiajia gave a wry smile. Jing Hua was gone, and she couldn't even confront him now.
