"It's impossible. It's definitely not what Mengxi said." Joe Nancheng panted and his eyes were red. He didn't believe what she said. "I don't believe what you said. Mengxi is the kindest and cleanest girl I've ever seen. She's not you..."

"What's the matter with me? Do you want to say I'm vicious or dirty?"

Jonan was suddenly speechless.

Tang Qingge's smiling tone was cool and thin, "you're right. I'm really vicious and dirty, so I not only want her to die, but also she should kneel in front of me and kowtow to me to apologize, not only her, but also you."

"Qingge, Mengxi really didn't mean it. She apologized to you."

Tang Qingge is tired of listening to it. "You have said this sentence many times, and I have said it many times. Do you think that a sentence that is light and floating is not intentional, can erase a person's mistakes and offset the harm I have suffered? Does she say I'm sorry, I should forgive her. If I don't forgive her, I'm not generous and kind enough."

Don't persuade others to be kind without suffering,

Qiao Nancheng was said to be speechless. At least, he did think so. All along, Tang Mengqian cried in front of him about how Tang Qingge hated her and made him complain about her carelessness. He gradually forgot that they had caused her today.

"I won't forgive Tang Mengqian, let alone you."

He was silent for a long time.

A long time.

"OK."

He clenched his fist, maybe he finally figured it out, and his voice was cold and hard. "I know. I won't ask you to forgive me in the future. I've done everything I should say and do. If you still can't forgive me and Mengxi, I don't know what to do. In the future, I won't ask you to forgive me foolishly."

Tang Qingge wanted to laugh, but she couldn't help laughing in a low voice.

Did he do anything? So far, has he said an apology or done anything worthy of her forgiveness?

Hearing this sneer, Joe Nancheng seemed to realize that he didn't do anything to ask her for forgiveness. His face turned slightly red and clenched his teeth.

Take a deep breath and stretch yourself. "Qingge! Let me ask you one last thing. Did you push Mengxi on purpose today? Tell me the truth. I want to hear the truth. Did you really push her?"

Tang Qingge was silent for a while.

She suddenly wanted to laugh and smiled, "I just pushed her on purpose."

After hearing this, Qiao Nancheng couldn't say what it was like. There were disappointment and complexity. He was disappointed. He gave her a chance, but he didn't expect to hear such a truth from her.

"You really let me down."

Tang Qingge closed his eyes and said, "not only you but also me are disappointed."

Qiao Nancheng was stunned. He didn't know why. This sentence made him very uncomfortable.

Chest suffocation infarction, uncomfortable, he grasped the position of the heart pit.

He clenched his fist as if he were telling himself and making up his mind, "in short, I won't let you hurt Mengxi again. If you hurt Mengxi again, I will never let you go."

"If I hurt Tang Mengqian again, what will you do and slap me again?" Tang Qingge's voice was cold, and a trace of sarcastic coldness penetrated through it, which made Qiao Nan's subconscious mind tremble.

Tang Qingge's eyes were dark and she was still wearing the costumes of the peach blossom demon. She was like she was born for hatred. She would rather bear the people of the world than let the people of the world bear her demon. Word by word, she was wrapped in cold.

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