"B-boss, you said that it would be unfair for Jia Biyu if you move on with your life...a-and found a new love. T-that means, you indirectly said that B-biyu wouldn't want such a thing?"
Lai Jiayi pressed on. From Zhao Yang's expression, she knew that she's close to pulling the root of Zhao Yang's shackles.
Zhao Yang's face tensed. He subconsciously rebutted, "No! She's not like that– "
"W-well then, why do you think y-you can't be with someone else? W-why you can't move on and live in happiness rather than sorrow?" Lai Jiayi looked at Zhao Yang's eyes as she spoke.
Her eyes reflected a solid resolution. Nothing could shake it off.
"I– I…" Zhao Yang stammered. The man lost his words. His tongue refused to move and speak.
"A-aren't you just assuming things because y-you blame yourself? Y-you assumed that Jia Biyu wouldn't be happy if you move on, but…"
Lai Jiayi paused. She closed her eyes and sighed.
