Douluo: My Soul Skills Made Tang San Cry novel Chapter 289

Chapter 289 - 289 Why are you so proud! The red face and black face techniques!

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"But you didn't live up to expectations later!"

Ning Rongrong sighed from the side, her tone carrying a hint of disappointment—

"You clearly had such a good opportunity."

"Occupying such a great advantage!"

"But you kept hesitating and refused to take the initiative, stubbornly refusing to express your feelings."

"Sometimes I really don't understand, what are you so proud of?"

Ning Rongrong pouted, saying with considerable displeasure—

"Even me."

"The little princess of the prestigious Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"My father is the sect master of the Upper Three Sects, and I even have two Title Douluo-level grandfathers who dote on me."

"But even so, I took the initiative."

"Why are you still hesitating?"

"Rongrong might be a little harsh, but the principle is indeed this."

—Seeing that the time was about right.

Zhu Zhuqing also quickly came over to smooth things over.

The two of them, without any instruction, played the roles of the 'black face' and 'white face' to perfection!

"Although we all know that Brother Lan can't possibly have only one woman by his side."

"But Brother Lan doesn't just want anyone, and he rarely takes the initiative to seek out others..."

"If you really want to become Brother Lan's woman, you must take the initiative yourself!"

"And as long as you were willing to take action at the time."

"We sisters would definitely have helped you!"

"But you clearly gave up this opportunity..."

Ning Rongrong added the final blow—

"It's no use even if we give you the opportunity!"

Listening to these words.

Meng Yiran couldn't help but take two steps back, her heart filled with incomparable regret.

So—

Did she possess such a great advantage?

It was a pity that she had wasted it...

Back then.

If she had been a little more proactive, taken a few more steps.

Would everything be different now?

Meng Yiran's mind conjured up the figure of Zhuge Lan.

She felt that this figure, which haunted her dreams, was drifting further and further away from her.

Becoming more and more illusory—

So illusory that even if she reached out her hand.

She could no longer touch him!

"Then I, what should I do..."

"I'm sorry, it was my fault."

"I failed everyone's good intentions and help..."

Meng Yiran helplessly squatted down, her eyes somewhat red—

"Zhuqing, Rongrong, do you think I still have a chance?"

"Alas—"

"Originally, there was no chance!"

A sigh, but it made Meng Yiran's heart come alive again.

Originally no chance?

—Doesn't that mean there's a chance now!

It was just that after being hit by the shattering of hope, Meng Yiran really didn't dare to expect anything on her own.

She could only quietly look at the two women in front of her.

Hoping to get the answer she wanted!

Looking at the pitiful, weak, and helpless appearance of the girl in front of them.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged a glance—knowing that the probing should end.

The person in front of them should also realize her problem.

If they kept her in suspense any longer.

The loss would probably outweigh the gain!

"Originally, you never cherished the opportunity."

"Ignored the help of us sisters, and always refused to take the initiative."

"These things made us very disappointed!"

"Originally, it was impossible for us to let you become one of our sisters..."

"However—"

In Meng Yiran's increasingly expectant gaze.

Ning Rongrong kept the other party in suspense, paused for a few breaths, and then said directly—