Liao Yuan's blood ran cold as Xinyi exposed him. He could stare at her, aghast and astounded. A loud, drumming sound ran in his ears.
"I don't get it, Xinyi. You are misunderstanding things."
Her nostrils flared. "Sure, I am misunderstanding the situation just like how I always believed that you respect my feelings are limited to only friendship towards you. I rejected you once four years back, and then I said the same thing during the Annual Business Summit. There can be nothing between us. Even if I couldn't return your feelings, I thought we could be good friends, but you proved me wrong."
"Xinyi-"
She cut him off. "At every step of the way, you pretended to be at my side. But behind my back, you were viciously planning to separate Zhiyuan and me! Do you think I didn't understand what you were doing?"
He narrowed his eyes.
