But her regret was not simply about giving her so-called purity to a stranger, but rather, it was about that confused, soulless self!
However, what’s done is done, and it can’t be changed. No matter how much she regretted or how much her heart ached, it was to no avail. Everyone can only draw experience from their past selves, sticking with the good and discarding the bad.
Yu Zexiao resented her past promiscuity, but what right had he to blame her! Let alone the fact that the two weren’t even boyfriend and girlfriend to begin with, even if they were, he would not have had the right to demand anything about her past!
With a stoic face, she made up her mind and, feeling oddly relieved, turned to walk towards the door. As she opened it, the makeup artist and bodyguard outside were taken aback.
The TV station’s rooms are usually soundproofed so as not to affect the recording of programs. As long as there wasn’t an uproar inside, people outside could hardly hear anything. Now, seeing Jian Anning open the door with a serious face, they assumed she had failed to persuade Yu Zexiao and immediately gathered around her.
"Anning, how did it go? Is Zexiao still unwilling to record?"
Jian Anning replied indifferently, "Whether he records or not, what does it have to do with me?"
Her words startled the makeup artist and bodyguard.
What had happened? Moments ago, Jian Anning was desperately trying to hold him back, and now she wore such an expression. Could it be that Yu Zexiao had pulled some new stunt?
The group couldn’t help but glance over at Yu Zexiao, who sat on the sofa, looking a bit lost as if he hadn’t woken up yet, his eyes hazy as he gazed at the crowd at the door.
Naturally, they also saw Jian Anning’s retreating figure.
Jian Anning wasn’t the kind of slender build but rather had a healthy and natural figure. With a height of 165 cm and weight of 50 kg, her small frame made her feel a bit soft to the touch. To the average person, she was definitely considered quite standard, but in the entertainment industry where thinness was revered, she appeared slightly plumpish. However, those skinny beauties, while looking good, were an absolute nightmare to touch.
Her attire was also more on the casual side. This was because as an assistant, she had to move around a lot and needed to wear something easy to move in. Yet at this moment, her spine was still straight as an arrow, her jet-black hair naturally cascading down. Her clothes, tidied up before leaving, didn’t have a wrinkle in sight and exuded a firm consistency against a soft background.
She stood by the door, her expression indifferent, not even glancing at him behind her. The bodyguard and makeup artist were still hovering uncertainly by the door when she simply said, "Move, I want to leave."
"Where are you going?" Yu Zexiao suddenly felt uneasy and asked.
Jian Anning didn’t answer him but tried to push through the circle of the bodyguard and makeup artist to leave.
"Stop her!" Yu Zexiao immediately stood up from the sofa. He suddenly had a bad feeling... it seemed as if things were starting to slip out of his control!
The bodyguard and makeup artist, still not recovered from the recent events, were confused. What was happening now? It felt like the one crying to leave wasn’t Yu Zexiao, but—Jian Anning?
Stomachache continues, went to the hospital. There might only be six updates today, sorry.