Yun Han gripped the wine bottle in his hand indifferently, with such force that it almost shattered, unable to utter a word.
He let out a bitter laugh, raised the bottle as if to get himself drunk, but Yun Hong went up to him and snatched it away, throwing it to the ground with a crisp sound.
"Answer me properly! What's going on in your head? Do you have feelings for Princess Shen Tang or not?"
"Yes, I love her! But so what?"
Yun Han suddenly stood up from the ground, his eyes wet and red, his breath trembling, and his chest heaving violently!
Recalling the memories with Shen Tang, the pain in his heart surged like a tide, almost drowning him.
He had never understood what this strange emotion was, but now he finally understood, it was regret.
It was remorse.
It was a missed opportunity.
He had unknowingly fallen in love with her long ago.
Unfortunately, his realization came too late.
