"Haha, explain? What do you have left to explain?" Ning Zhiyuan asked Huo Mian with an unsettlingly cold and distant attitude.
It was as if he wasn't the sweet and caring man that she had dated for three years.
So much had changed within the span of a single night...
"Zhiyuan, we've been together for three years. Don't you know me?"
Ning Zhiyuan looked up at Huo Mian's face and smiled, "I really don't, darling. If it weren't for last night, I really would've thought that you were a pure goddess who I could love and care for. Who would have known that the goddess I thought you were was just a facade? You already slept with someone seven years ago... how old were you back then? Eighteen? Huo Mian, I finally see how shameless you are. No wonder you chose to date me ... it seems like I was getting someone else's leftovers."
Ning Zhiyuan purposely emphasized the word 'leftovers' ...
