"Can you...can you please not hold a grudge against me?" Xu Yang said, cautiously lifting his head to look at Li Die.
Li Die, draped in the jacket Cheng Weiyue had just taken off, was being supported by Chen Yixin and Sun Lai, her figure swaying unsteadily.
Upon hearing his words, she let out a cold laugh, her demeanor as imposing as ever, her tone filled with scorn, "Hold a grudge? Do you think you're worthy? In my eyes, you're nothing more than a stranger."
A bitter smile appeared on the corners of Xu Yang's lips.
Hadn't he always known? She was always so heartless.
No matter how much he humbled himself, she would not soften even a little.
"It's okay if you don't want to forgive me, I accept that, but Die Die, can you... can you not sue my sister, considering I've always been obedient to you during the time we were together?" Xu Yang finally managed to stand up.
