Su Anle didn't deny the fact that she still loved Sheng Jianan. She had never denied it because she could deceive everyone, but she couldn't deceive her own heart.
If she didn't love him, she wouldn't let Sheng Jianan touch a single hair on her if it meant she'd die for it. If she didn't love him, she wouldn't have felt such heartache seeing him take a punch from Shen Jiyan.
But that's not the point anymore. It's a fact that she loves Sheng Jianan, but it's also a fact that she doesn't want to be with him anymore.
Without continuing Shen Jiyan's words, Su Anle spoke: "Are we going to the airport now?"
Shen Jiyan shook his head: "Do you think you can leave now?"
"Isn't that why you're here?"
Shen Jiyan curled his lips: "Anle, don't overestimate me. If we were in Paris, maybe I'd have a way to take you away right under Jianan's nose, but this is B City."
That's right, this is B City. As long as Sheng Jianan doesn't relent, she won't be able to leave.
