You've got the wrong person...
I'm not the one you're looking for. Keep your distance.
The man's cold and unfeeling words echoed in Lu Fengxuan's ears, each syllable cutting like a knife and penetrating without mercy.
Her numb heart throbbed with a faint, sharp pain. She pressed her lips together, forcing a pale smile, her voice dry and hoarse.
"Is that so."
Lu Fengxuan's smile carried no warmth as her gaze fixed on the side of his face. She spoke each syllable deliberately:
"You say you don't know me, yet why don't you dare to look at me? What are you avoiding? Why won't you look at me?"
The man replied with silence, as though dismissing her outburst as beneath notice.
Lu Fengxuan's emotions were on the brink of losing control. She reached out, trying to grab his hand and pull him toward her.
"Yu Chiyin, look at me..."
Her fingertips had just touched him when another hand shot out and forcefully slapped hers away.
