Just as he was about to explode with rage, the woman suddenly took a suicidal step and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Yishen, I don't believe it. After all this time, do you really feel nothing for me?" The woman lifted her head, her face full of unwillingness as she looked at him.
Just as Nan Yishen was about to ask her to move aside, he inadvertently glanced in the direction of the door.
The door was half-open, and a girl wearing a high school uniform and short skirt was standing there.
On that little face, at this moment, was written all grievance and sadness.
Suddenly, his expression changed, and on his handsome face, a trace of nervousness unknowingly flashed by.
And just at the moment when his eyes met the girl's, she suddenly lowered her head.
"Sorry, I interrupted." As soon as she spoke, she quickly turned around and left.
Watching her departing figure, the expression on Nan Yishen's face froze. At this moment... an inexplicable surge of anger rose in his heart!
