It was over.
It was really over.
Yu Lan had even said something like that.
The fact that Huo Zhanting and the others had secretly followed her had, without a doubt, crossed a line for Yu Lan.
If Yu Lan could forgive them right now, the three of them felt like they could drop to their knees on the spot.
But Yu Lan didn't spare them a single glance, turning instead to Jun Lin Yuan, who stood beside them, his body just as stiff with apprehension and guilt.
As he watched Yu Lan start walking toward him, her pretty face growing larger and larger before his eyes, Jun Lin Yuan's heart pounded like a drum.
His thin lips parted, about to say something, but Yu Lan's voice came first.
"I'm so sorry you got hurt today because of me."
"Would you be willing to give me a chance to make it up to you? You could come to my place to rest."
'Go... go to Yu Lan's place.'
A gift from the heavens.
Had it really just fallen right into his lap like that?
Jun Lin Yuan was left giddy by this news.
