Since leaving the office, I'd hailed a taxi instead of waiting for Su Meng and locked myself in the music room.
It had all been a lie. Since I'd woken up, all the warmth that man had given to me was all based on lie after lie.
That psycho had unexpectedly never spoken another word as he left me in the office to mull over my thoughts. Leaving me in the torment of all the unknown.
Zhiyue had loved him. Apparently, my soul was his wife if he wasn't also lying to me in that dream world he'd made for me before.
He hadn't done anything wrong to me.
Yet I had killed him without hesitation for another man. A man I, or Zhiyue, barely knew.
All the memories from before the day Zhiyue had entered the orphanage weren't there. So I had no idea what her and Jianyu's relationship were like as children; if what he had said about her family and engagement were true.
Maybe he had loved her then?
