Xia Weibao looked at him in silence, then spoke with a serious expression.
"Long Xuanye, I don't know what kind of past I have with you, nor do I want to know. If I wronged you in the past, all I can say is I'm very sorry.
Now I have my own life, please don't disturb me anymore."
After Xia Weibao finished speaking, she turned around and opened the car door.
As cruel as it sounded, this man had been searching for her for two thousand years, and it's very likely she had wronged him.
However, feelings cannot be forced; it happened two thousand years ago, who knows how many times the yellow flowers have withered since then.
She had no recollection at all.
Is there any point in bringing it up now?
She's very happy now, she would never wrong Lu Hualiang.
The more you know about emotional debts, the more painful it becomes, so rather than dwelling on it, it's better to know nothing at all.
She might as well be considered a heartless person.
"You're avoiding it."
