200 You Hate Him... That Much?

Mo Yesi's expression changed a little. "What do you regret?"

Qiao Mianmian clenched her teeth. "I regret leaving just like that. I should've beaten that jerk up and called the police on him. But… I didn't."

Mo Yesi was speechless. "…"

"Would you manage to beat him up?"

"I would have to!"

"You hate him… that much?"

"Given what he did, doesn't he deserve to be hated?" He could see the anger in Qiao Mianmian's eyes now. "He's a jerk, a bastard, a despicable scum!"

Mo Yesi was speechless. "…"

He suddenly felt bothered.

He had intended to find time to tell her about that night someday.

But now…

Given how much she hated the man that night, would she ever forgive him if she found out?

Mo Yesi couldn't be sure.

He kept quiet for a moment. "You… can't remember how he looked like at all?"

Qiao Mianmian shook her head.

She suddenly widened her eyes at him.