Since ancient times, handsome men and beautiful women had always drawn attention with every gesture.
And if two stunningly beautiful girls faced off over a handsome young man who looked like a jade carving, with one of them weeping uncontrollably, it became even more of a spectacle.
Inside the Silves Royal Hotel, nearly all the guests and attendants in the lobby stopped what they were doing and stood there, watching this deeply emotional love-triangle drama with rapt attention.
"Na Na, it was my fault. I made you sad."
Seeing Hu Liena's tears fall endlessly like pearls, Zhou Chen's eyes also shimmered with tender tears.
He stepped forward and pulled Hu Liena's fragrant, delicate body tightly into his embrace, gently patting her soft back as he apologized over and over.
Feeling Zhou Chen's warm, powerful embrace, Hu Liena cried even harder.
She clung tightly to Zhou Chen as well, seemingly wanting to melt her delicate body into his, and even more so, wanting to press the longing she had endured for six years into his heart.
After a long while, once she had soaked the entire front of Zhou Chen's clothes with tears, Hu Liena finally stopped crying.
She sniffled softly and said in a voice so quiet it was almost inaudible, "Zhou Chen, I missed you so much. I missed you for six years, and I worried about you so much too. I was afraid someone would hunt you down, afraid I would never see you again."
"How could that happen?"
Zhou Chen gently stroked Hu Liena's golden hair and said softly, "I promised you that when I ruled the world, I would give you a realm as beautiful as a painting."
"I believe you."
Hu Liena rested her face against Zhou Chen's chest and slowly calmed down.
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