"You're really bringing this out?" Zhou Dagen looked at the necklace Su Ziceng presented with some reluctance.
"Speaking of which, I do have some regrets," Su Ziceng murmured.
"If you regret it then don't bring it out. At least keep something, you're a girl after all, you should keep some jewelry," Zhou Dagen also pitied Su Ziceng, every woman likes to look pretty, and to have given away all her nice clothes and shoes all at once, Su Ziceng must have some regrets and sadness in her heart.
"What I regret is giving that diamond ring back," Su Ziceng said with a nonchalant tone, but every time she mentioned Red Love, she couldn't help thinking of Pello, a painful twitch in her heart. This feeling was more unbearable than paying debts or being criticized by others; it lay ambush in her psyche, erupting every night in the quiet.
