"Yes, I know I am a sinful person, and my hands are covered with blood from too many people. If you have any retribution, just come to me, why torture those around me!"

"It's not too late to understand now. Please treat Catherine well in the future." Rong Shaoxin said with emotion: "I have always owe you a thank you for An Ning in the UK."

At that time, I hadn't fallen in love with An Ning yet, and all his impressions of An Ning were only about the identity that she was the wife that grandfather forced him to.

For a stranger you don’t like suddenly becomes your wife, don’t even have a basic feeling for her.

The first thing he thought of was that if the incident spreads out, he can't explain it!

It was the indifferent thing at that time that became the bitter fruit of regret and self-blame whenever he thought of it in the future.

He often wondered, if there was no Christine at that time, would there be peace now?

If she had no longer her, would he still have a happy life surrounded by his current beautiful wife and child?

That time, she was tortured by Roland and her life was hanging on the verge of death. By the time he found her, she had already been arranged by Christine to the hospital.

He had never seen her covered in blood, but he could always imagine it in his mind.

Every time he recalled her lying on the bed in the intensive care unit, she seemed to be ignorant, and she felt a little scared.

"You don't need to thank me. It was completely unexpected to save An Ning, which was beyond my expectations." Christine lowered her head and drank, her voice was vague, and she laughed at herself: "I, who killed countless people, but never saved anyone, would save her in that situation. You may not imagine that when I saw the flesh and blood lying on the ground, with her eyes open and begging me to take her away, her bright eyes were filled with the desire for life, which shocked me."

Mr. Rong smiled, his tone was simple, and he raised his glass to him: "Good you saved her, and I'm glad I got her."

Christine smiled, raised her glass to meet him, and with a crisp sound of "ding", the two of them raised their heads and drank them all.

"What are you going to do after Catherine wakes up?" After a drink, the two of them opened their hearts and started chatting peacefully like ordinary brothers.

Christine shook her wine glass, staring at the golden wine, and said indifferently: "Let's take a step, and now I don't know when she will be awake. If she is awake, I will tell her that I will accept her feelings."

Mr. Rong shook his head and smiled, and suddenly sighed: "You should really tell her. People, if you don't get a little stimulating, you won't know what you really care about."

"You're gloating?" Christine suddenly narrowed her narrow eyes and stared at him.

"Is there any?" Rong Shao curled up the corners of his lips evilly, picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "Why didn't I think it?"

Christine hummed twice, then lowered her head to drink.

The frustrated look made people feel a little... I couldn't bear it.

Mr. Rong put down his wine glass, coughed a few times, and raised his feet and kicked him: "Hey, don't drink so much."

"You care about me."

A hint of unnatural flashed across Mr. Rong's face, and he made a lame excuse: "You think I'm happy to care about you. If you are going to make any mistakes, An Ning will not blame me."

He didn't say it, but he reminded Christine, "Don't blame you for whom? Don't forget, the person who asked me to come out to drink is like you, Mr. Rong?"

At the stall where the two of them were quarreling, Christine's cell phone rang and she replied impatiently: "What's the matter?"
Chapter completed!