Xie Zhiyao immediately beamed, hugging Xue Shaoguang's arm, trying to lean her face against it: "I knew you weren't that petty, I knew you would forgive me soon! Shaoguang, do you know how I've been living these days?"
Xue Shaoguang pulled his arm out from her embrace: "Miss Xie, I think we're not that familiar... please have some respect!"
Xie Zhiyao felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head, looking incredulously at Xue Shaoguang: "Shaoguang... what are you saying? Aren't you not mad anymore?"
This woman hasn't figured out the situation even till today.
"Xie Zhiyao, I believe I told you long ago that our relationship was completely over. Your persistence is futile!" Xue Shaoguang looked coldly at Xie Zhiyao's now noticeably thinner face, without a shred of pity.
Xie Zhiyao's hands fell down forlornly, "In the end, you still refuse to forgive me!"
Xue Shaoguang chuckled, talking to Xie Zhiyao was truly like a dialogue between a chicken and a duck.
