An Yue spoke with increasing grievance, feeling as if her emotions were about to collapse. She turned her face to the side, avoiding looking at Dang Yang.
If she looked at Dang Yang again, she would definitely start crying.
"I didn't." Dang Yang said in a hoarse voice, "In my heart, you're not despicable. You've always been a sunny, healthy, cheerful woman who loves and hates freely."
An Yue turned to look at Dang Yang, "If that's the case, then why do you think I'm still in love with Dang Feng?"
"... I wouldn't suspect you still love my brother without reason. It's your behavior that makes me suspicious." Dang Yang said with grievance. He wasn't crazy to suspect his girlfriend of liking another man for no reason.
An Yue: "..."
An Yue felt wronged by this.
What did she do that made Dang Yang suspicious?
"What did I do that made you have this kind of suspicion?"
She herself didn't know.
