If Lu Zhiyuan didn't confess, Gu Ci would never have had the courage to ask when the Third Young Master would return. She missed him terribly.
"I don't know," Lu Zhiyuan replied, not wanting to give her unrealistic hope. Once unrealistic hope took hold, it would torment her. "It might be half a year, a year, or he might never come back. I've told you before, I am the dominant personality. I've been in control of this body all along. I am the true owner, and maybe he has disappeared forever."
"Liar!" Gu Ci's voice trembled slightly, and her body quivered lightly. She asked in despair, "Then why did you pretend to be him?"
"Before he left, he asked me not to hurt you." Lu Zhiyuan looked at Gu Ci with great pity. "Gu Ci, he truly loves you more than anyone else."
Without the Third Young Master, Lu Zhiyuan had no desire to deceive Gu Ci.
