"If you really love me, why do you treat me like this?"
"Is it because there are some ambiguous conversations in your cellphone that you can't show it to me?"
"Or is it just a joke?"
"I know you like to joke around. If there really is something, even if I see it, as long as you explain it's just a joke, I would believe you."
"I definitely would!"
"Why won't you even tell me your phone's passcode?"
"It's not your birthday, not mine, not our anniversary, so what could it be?"
Lan Feng stared dumbfounded at the messed-up office, heart aching with pity. This was all money, real money!
But when he saw that tall and handsome man, with his hands helplessly hanging down, eyelids low, even bowing his head, just standing there as if he had lost his mind, something in Lan Feng's heart also throbbed heavily with pain.
What on earth had happened between them? Why had things escalated to this level?
