I should have known.
I should have married Ma Dongmei back then.
Xia Luo regretted it deeply.
Back then, he had been arrogant and conceited. He had despised Ma Dongmei and treated her like a tiger, never wanting to marry her.
Now that he thought about it, Ma Dongmei was Qiu Ya's bestie, and Qiu Ya was Ding Ling's wife.
As long as he married Ma Dongmei,
wouldn't he have been able to curry favor with Ding Ling?
Now that I think about it, that pretty boy just now must have been thinking the same thing. Otherwise, why would he have treated Ma Dongmei so well? Ma Dongmei isn't even a great beauty, and she's not especially outstanding either.
He had lost ten billion yuan!
Xia Luo's heart ached!
The more he thought about it, the more he understood.
The more he thought about it, the more miserable he felt.
He should have been sitting in a big house, drinking afternoon tea, leisurely watching movies, and living a carefree, unrestrained life.
Instead, simply because he had despised Ma Dongmei before,
he had ended up in his current state, begging on the streets.
Damn, was I brain-dead in the past? Why didn't I think more deeply about Ma Dongmei being Qiu Ya's bestie?
Xia Luo regretted it beyond measure.
If time could flow backward,
he would definitely tell Ma Dongmei, I want to marry you.
Unfortunately,
nothing could be undone.
He wondered whether he could travel through time again at the same time and in the same place.
Xia Luo wanted to give it a try.
But to try, he would have to return to Xihong City.
For now, he did not want to go back. There were too many acquaintances there, making it difficult to hide.
*I wonder how Mom