Ming Yao secretly pinched herself, tears welling in her eyes.
Her voice trembled uncontrollably, "Actually, I was just reminded of some sad things, and I used Fourth Master's shirt to wipe away my tears."
Gu Siting's thin lips were tightly pressed together, and he remained silent. His dark, icy gaze seemed to say, 'I'll just quietly watch how you continue to lie.'
Under the man's penetrating stare, Ming Yao sniffled and sobbed, "Below the Tube Building, didn't you see my boyfriend? Actually, he... he's been diagnosed with a terminal illness..."
Jing Hang, my junior brother, I'm sorry!
Gu Siting narrowed his dark eyes.
According to normal reasoning, no one would tell such a lie; wouldn't that be like cursing their own boyfriend?
