"I'm so heartbroken, can't you just stop misunderstanding me, please? These days, you have no idea how much pain I've been in."
Jiang Yuanyuan looked at Gu Yuying with caution; the joy and love she could not hide on her face were so obvious that Mi Lu almost threw up.
"Uh-huh! I don't need to know; even if your heart was stabbed with a knife, it has nothing to do with me. I'm just saying, since you think I've misunderstood you, then just keep thinking that way. It doesn't matter to me whether you're suffering or if you've been misunderstood. I just hope to add a few more cuts on top of your sorrow."
Gu Yuying no longer knew how to make things clear to such a woman. Since she presented herself for humiliation, he would take the chance to avenge Luo Qingli.
"You don't trust me anymore?" Jiang Yuanyuan suddenly felt like she had fallen from heaven to hell, an extremely unpleasant sensation.
