The man had his back to the camera, but Chi Ying recognized him at a glance—it was Si Chen.
The woman was slightly bowing her head, appearing coy and difficult to handle.
Chi Ying's face turned pale immediately, a chill rising in her heart.
The heart that had been beating furiously a moment ago seemed to have suddenly plummeted into an abyss, falling into a deep chasm.
"I'll go back for a bit, just to sort things out."
"Chi Ying, because of you, I haven't even touched her until now..."
"If there's no love, there's no love. It can't be forced..."
These words, the ones she had looked forward to her whole life and which had moved her deeply, were still vivid in her mind.
He had lied to her!
He had deceived her.
Chi Ying felt a surge of blood rushing to her head, and a sweet, fishy taste came rolling up her throat...
Her vision darkened, and she collapsed straight backward.
