"No, Pengpeng, I believe that you still have me in your heart! It's just that I've missed out on too much. Can you give me one more chance? Let's start over!"
"I once had you in my heart! Only you! But when I was lying on the bed in the mental hospital, being maliciously injected with those unknown drugs every day, where were you?"
Ji Shaoyang's complexion turned frosty, and in an instant, the color drained from his face, as pale as paper.
"Ji Shaoyang, if you don't know what actually happened in the past, please bother to find out before you come looking for me again. Maybe by then, you won't have the courage to look for me anymore." Xia Pengpeng really did not want to entangle with Ji Shaoyang any longer.
Ji Shaoyang's throat felt dry, and he couldn't utter half a word.
"When I needed you, you were never there. Since you and Xia Wen had already engaged in physical intimacy, why did you still act that way in front of me?" Xia Pengpeng suddenly asked.
