"Ha... It's my foolishness! Sorry, He Yingdong, it's my wishful thinking. Since you're not over Yan Xiruo, then let's break up!"
She choked out the last sentence, a probe indeed, as she noticed his perfunctory and indifferent behavior.
When a man's love is exhausted, there's no point in continuing.
She didn't understand, so she needed to test him.
"Alright!"
Unexpectedly, he agreed so easily without any attempts to persuade her otherwise.
On his handsome face, there was no trace of longing or reluctance, just as before.
Li Jiaqi's heart was profoundly wounded.
If he hadn't thought it over deeply, how could he have answered so decisively!
She looked at him incredulously, her eyes stinging: "Do you... Do you really have no place for me in your heart?"
He looked out at the night through the window, and in a deep voice said: "Do you need me to take you back to the Li Family?"
"Ha, no need, thank you for your 'kind' offer!"
She suddenly turned and stomped upstairs.
