Xiao Yu gave a bitter smile, "We never dated, so what is there to break up from?"
Gong Ting's expression hardened, looking up at her, "Then what do you mean?"
Xiao Yu gently pushed him away, her heart full of bitterness. She wished she had a background worthy of him, but she couldn't choose her birth. She was just an orphan, so she never expected to be with him forever.
She picked up the medicine from the bedside table and said softly, "Lie down, I'll apply the medicine for you."
Gong Ting looked at her compliant manner and felt a surge of anger. He knocked her hand away and turned his back to sulk.
The medicine in Xiao Yu's hand fell to the ground. She looked at the man's stiff back, his muscles tense with the anger deeply piercing her heart.
She squatted down, silently picked up the medicine, put it back on the bedside table, and turned to leave.
