"...So it's settled then."
"Mhm... Ah. Okay."
Right after Xia Siyu nodded, she saw Bo Yan on this side smiling as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders, nonchalantly turning around and reverting back to his distant demeanor. He headed straight for the restroom, his steps becoming lighter, leaving her behind outside.
It gave her the impression of being callously discarded after being used.
Xia Siyu stood dumbfounded for a few seconds, and finally, as he closed the door, she felt like she had been played.
This guy just wanted to sever ties, to take advantage of her and then shirk responsibility. That must be why he pretended to be so humble, and even made her think he liked her—just so she would say, "No need to take responsibility," right?
Her temper flaring, she marched up and knocked on the door with an impressive force.
