The girl just kept crying, giving him no response.
She didn't know how long she had been crying, but finally, exhausted from the tears, she fell into a deep sleep.
Qiao Chengxun lay quietly on his side on the bed, propping his chin with one hand, his gaze never leaving her swollen eyes.
He was reflecting, as Meimei had just had an emotional breakdown caused by him--he must have lit some kind of fuse.
He must have missed something...
Right, Meimei had once stood alone by the fountain, lost in thought.
At that time, she must have been in a bad mood...
Damn, she was in a bad mood!
Qiao Chengxun figured out the problem but couldn't feel happy about it.
The person who had ruined her mood was that man, Wild Crocodile.
Something must have happened between them before this.
Meimei loved him, yet he had suspected her of having an affair, leading to her breakdown, and though he wasn't the instigator, he had personally pushed her into hell.
