Chapter 1592: A Little Guilty, But No Regrets

Xu Haohao stared fixedly at Feng Huaimu, completely understanding his intentions.

Isn’t she seeking revenge? He’s now giving her that opportunity.

Intentionally entering with a weapon to commit robbery, the sound of a gunshot alerts the surrounding neighbors, and if she truly fights back and kills Feng Huaimu at home, according to the laws of M Country, she wouldn’t face any legal responsibility.

Truly... he gave her the chance for revenge.

Otherwise, in this lifetime, she might never have such an opportunity until she dies?

Xu Haohao’s eyes brimmed with mist; she bit her crimson lips lightly, "Why? Why do this?"

She was very clear about this man, Feng Huaimu. He would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

He had always been deceitful, using her as leverage, although slightly guilt-ridden, he never regretted it.

He’s not someone who would suddenly realize he should atone for killing someone, otherwise, he wouldn’t have destroyed all the evidence, making it impossible for anyone to catch him now.

Unless...during this time, something unexpected happened, forcing him to make this choice.

Fulfilling her last words left for him before she went to M Country.

Gave her the opportunity for revenge.

Xu Haohao was so frightened she could barely hold the weapon in her hand; she pressed tightly against the cold wall, cursing vehemently, "Feng Huaimu... you’re a real bastard. Are you trying to give me nightmares every night? Get out, get out of my house!"

Feng Huaimu snorted lightly and laughed while breathing heavily, "Haohao, women really are fickle. You clearly said you wanted this chance; I gave it to you, and now you don’t want it. Is it that you don’t want me to die?"

Xu Haohao’s scalp tingled with numbness, her pale face full of disgust: "Tch! I wish you dead, hit by a car... No, being hit by a car would trouble the driver! Jumping off a building might crush someone else! Dying at home would affect the surrounding property values! You..."

Xu Haohao felt she was truly vicious; she didn’t know when she, who was always optimistic and cheerful, had started saying cruel words to others.

Xu Haohao looked at him sitting on the ground, with one long leg bent, his bloodied hand resting on his knee, looking leisurely at her.

Xu Haohao was exceedingly angry, cursed: "Dying in the sea is best, jump into the sea to feed the fish! You could provide food for the fish!"

Feng Huaimu smiled, "Alright."

Xu Haohao: "..."

Xu Haohao was silent for a while, then cursed again: "You’re really sick! Get out immediately; I never want you appearing in my home again!"

Xu Haohao looked painfully at the gun in her hand, her nose tingling, choking with sobs: "It’s my inability, my fault to Su Li and Mr. Qi, but I... but I can’t pull the trigger."

What normal person wouldn’t fear the crime of murder?

Even though before she left, she confidently threw down those harsh words, when truly given the chance, she still couldn’t do it.

She has a fear deep down.

Moreover... she hates Feng Huaimu and fundamentally believes he must face justice, but doesn’t want him to fall into her hands.

Xu Haohao was in unusual torment, feeling cold and nervous, the alternation of cold and heat made her extremely uncomfortable.

Xu Haohao stared fixly at Feng Huaimu and asked: "What really happened? Your personality wouldn’t purposely come looking for me just to die."

This bastard would dare anything for his white moonlight.

Back then, when she left, she once asked him, did you ever feel guilty towards me?

Feng Huaimu responded like this:

"Some guilt, but no regret."

He never regretted what he did and was aware he would pay the price.

So... what is it for?