"How much does it hurt?" Xie Yanghua suddenly jumped up, staring closely at her face, "Are you trying to tell me how much it hurts?"
"You don't understand, you simply don't understand!" Su Qingtian struggled hard, wanting to cry and laugh, "Do you know how painful it is to lose a lover? Do you know how painful it is to love and not be able to obtain? You don't understand... You only know money, only know power... your world is too cruel. I know you're just using me, but I'm also human, I love Mo Nanjue, but he doesn't love me, I can only watch him..."
Xie Yanghua's eyes pierced fiercely as he walked around the bamboo chair, step by step towards her, "Love and not able to obtain..." He smiled strangely, "You know there's a kind of pain called loving but unable to obtain too? Is my world too cruel? Is it me that's cruel, or is this world cruel?"
Su Qingtian raised her head, tears falling from the corners of her eyes, "You... what do you mean?"
