Outside the room Zhaoxing had an indifferent face on Xiao Yi. It was as if the woman was not sitting near him.
"Zhaoxing, believe that your mother will be fine." Finally Xiao Yi spoke up after a moment of silence. They pretended as if they didn't know each other.
"Don't pretend that you care. I'm sure you're very happy with what happened to my mother," Zhaoxing said sarcastically.
"You're wrong, I'm actually sad to hear that," said Xiao Yi. It didn't matter whether Zhaoxing believed her words or not.
Zhaoxing snorted as he glanced disdainfully at Xiao Yi.
"I'm not asking you to believe me. I'm just telling the truth," Xiao Yi said with a deep sigh.
"Whatever, whatever you say I will never believe it," Zhaoxing said as he looked away to the other way.
"What a stubborn!" Xiao Yi muttered. As time went on, Xiao Yi also felt very angry with Zhaoxing's attitude. She didn't have a heart as thick as steel.
