Speechless, with no way to defend himself.
That was Duan Zeming's state of mind in a nutshell.
Just over two months ago, if someone had told him he'd be verbally beaten into silence over a relationship, shamelessly throwing a tantrum and playing the victim only to nearly be denied entry into their home, Duan Zeming would have merely sneered. He wouldn't have even deigned to comment—he would've just found a way to destroy them later.
But now, all he wanted was to travel back in time two months and kill the version of himself who, on a whim, decided to find a substitute lover!
"Don't get the wrong idea. My relationship with her isn't what you think it is."
Su Yuhan tilted her head. "Then what is it?"
Duan Zeming mulled it over for a moment, carefully choosing his words to give a reasonably subtle answer.
