Qiao Jiuyin's face turned red.
She was about to breathe her last breath.
However, after hearing Fang Mu's complaint, she calmed down.
"I did it because, because I love, love you." Qiao Jiuyin's eyes slowly widened and started to roll back. "I love you. Almost, for almost seven years. I loved you, yet I couldn't… say anything. I ….. could only see you care for her… We look the same, and I only met you a month later than her. W-why could she… get your love? Yet, in your eyes, I was always an invisible person…
"Brother Mu, if I had known that loving you would be so painful, I would've wished that I had never known you."
What could she do?
She had met him and loved him like a madman.
She had loved him for six to seven years.
