Lin Yixun's heart trembled slightly, feeling incredibly ironic after the shock.
He said he loved her? Loving someone means pushing them step by step into a corner? Loving someone means sending her beast of a father to prison? Loving someone means forcing her to live in darkness with a shameful identity?
He ruined her life, indirectly killed her parents, and now he says he loves her? On what grounds? Does he deserve it?
Lin Yixun chuckled to herself, did this man even know what love was?
No, he would never know.
Time slipped away silently, and before she knew it, summer had arrived. That night's incident seemed like just a small interlude. In the days that followed, although Lin Yixun and Leng Yixiu only had physical interactions, it was much better than the tense confrontations they had before.
