C291 Wrong Wrong All Wrong

I shut myself in my room and kept saying to myself, Wrong, wrong.

So the person Mo Li had always loved the most was Yuan Yuan.

Not me, hur hur, such a cold and heartless person, how could he let him love me?

It was hard to bear, but thinking about it was like scratching one's heart with a hundred claws. It was heart-wrenching pain.

Hugging himself tightly