Shi Che stood still, staring blankly as if he hadn't heard her words, even curling his lips slightly, "Chuxia, this joke isn't funny at all."
Ling Chuxia desperately clenched her skirt, the bright red cheongsam highlighting her pale skin, clearly revealing some marks that shouldn't have been there.
As her hair was up and her neck slightly lowered, those marks were blatantly exposed in front of Shi Che.
Ling Chuxia spoke with a pained sobbing voice, "Shi Che, it's true..."
She hoped more than anyone that it was all a lie, but everything was real, so real that she couldn't avoid facing it.
It's true.
