C900

With a sharp crack, the porcelain bottle shattered on the floor, spilling its water-like contents and soaking the ground. Yue Jinglou glanced over, and in that moment, he realized he couldn't go through with it. Yue Jinhuang was still a child, and the child of that person. If it weren't for his thoughts of Yue Jingchen, he would have acted long ago.

Torn by guilt and regret