"It wasn't me."
Jing Tianchen looked coldly at Mo Yuxin.
Mo Yuxin reached out to wrap her arms around Jing Tianchen's neck, tiptoeing to look him straight in the eyes.
"Then look into my eyes and tell me you don't like me, you hate me. If you dare to do that, I promise I'll stay far away from you, never to see you again for the rest of my life."
Jing Tianchen stiffened all over, a complex light flashed in his eyes, and his handsome face tightened.
He kept staring at her, kept staring at her, but didn't speak.
Mo Yuxin smirked, "I just knew..."
"I don't like you."
He looked directly at her as he spoke, Mo Yuxin's hands fell weakly, the smile frozen on her face.
"You don't like me? Do you really not like me?"
Mo Yuxin stepped back, forcing a bitter smile, "Right, why should I think everyone in the world should like me? Why should I think just because I like you, you have to like me back."
