"So, I beg you, tell me, give me at least one chance to make an effort, let me make amends for the hurt I've caused! If she hates me, I'll let her hit me, humiliate me, whatever mistakes I made can be taken out on me, I'm willing to do anything. Because I really can't lose her!"
His eyes were filled with pain and torment.
It wasn't until he lost her that he realized, like a persistent disease, she had become an incurable part of him, and cutting her out would kill him.
So, even if it meant sacrificing his dignity and kneeling before Ye Lu, begging for one more chance, he was willing to do it.
Ye Lu was shocked by his actions. There weren't many men who would kneel for a woman, especially such a proud man.
"Get up," she helped him to his feet, her voice much gentler, "Ling Xiu, I can see that you truly love her. But I wasn't lying; I really don't know where she is, because it was her own request."
Ling Xiu's eyes instantly dimmed, and he looked even more forlorn.