As soon as the words left her mouth, Ye Qiao regretted it.
If Ji Mo really suggested breaking up with her, would she truly let go immediately?
This was the man she loved dearly!
Of course, given her personality, she certainly wouldn't take back her words. She just pressed her lips tightly, clenched her fists, waiting for Ji Mo's response.
The girl in front of him was trying hard to appear calm, but she still couldn't hide her inner tension and anxiety. The contradiction of gain and loss in her eyes as she looked at him, he could see clearly.
In over two years, Ji Mo had come to understand what kind of person Ye Qiao was and could also sense her current emotions.
Indeed, he still gave her too little sense of security, which is why she had such thoughts.
Thinking of this made Ji Mo feel both heartache and guilt.
"Ye Qiao." He frowned, staring at the girl in front of him, and spoke lowly, "I'm really sorry, I..."
Sorry?
