"Yueyue, don't be like this..." Chen Jun stepped forward and spoke gently. "I'm mainly here to apologize. I was too abrupt today, and my words were a bit harsh, but I know you haven't forgotten me, right?"
Chen Jun suddenly grabbed Leng Yue's hand. "I know you still love me. You're just too proud to forgive me, isn't that it? Yueyue... I truly love you. Please, just agree to be with me..."
Chen Jun's posture was sincere. For some reason, however, the moment he grasped her hand, an image of Zhao Dong flashed through her mind.
She immediately shook off Chen Jun's hand. "I'm sorry, we're over!"
