In an instant, the private room fell silent, the atmosphere turning strangely tense and cold...
A second later, Zhan Nanjue's voice sounded again.
"Why?" Zhan Nanjue asked.
There was a hidden undercurrent in his eyes, threatening to drown and bury someone at any moment.
He didn't understand...
Why did she give him the illusion of love, only to suddenly disappear without a trace? He searched for her here, yet she looked at him with eyes full of disdain.
Why didn't she go to Yuxi Garden to meet him, why did she leave without saying a word after checking out, why hasn't she answered his calls or given any sign of life, and why can she sing love duets with Yan Ziyan without feeling awkward?
Why does she look at him with such cold eyes? As if she's resisting him, just like resisting a plague.
Every organ in his body was twisting with pain.
There were so many whys, but not a single one he could bring himself to ask aloud.
