"Don't want to see me?" Weilan was momentarily stunned, her breath catching and growing heavier.
Lu Yuanhe looked at her, nodded, and seriously said, "Weilan, I think you should understand, this ordeal for Hechen is because of you. If he hadn't gone to save you, he wouldn't have almost lost his life."
Weilan's face instantly paled further, and her heart ached with suffocating pain from Lu Yuanhe's words.
Every breath she took felt unbearably painful.
She stood there in a daze for quite a while, her face pale, not moving an inch.
Seeing Weilan like this, Lu Yuanhe turned away, not looking at her again. He straightened his clothes and prepared to leave.
Weilan suddenly spoke, "Is this your idea, or Brother Hechen's idea?"
Lu Yuanhe's body stiffened, "It's Hechen's idea."
"I don't believe it." Weilan pursed her lips and said, "I don't believe Brother Hechen doesn't want to see me."
Lu Yuanhe said coldly, "Didn't you also not believe that he loves you?"
