She even found herself afraid to meet Mo Chen's eyes.
Guilt, fear, panic.
An indescribable sense of shame.
"Two years ago, I never intended to really break up with you, I was just throwing a tantrum. You were involved in a research project due to business confidentialities, something I had no idea about, and then you started to disappear for months at a time, only keeping in touch through calls and WeChat."
"..."
Gathering her courage, Qiao Ruoxin raised her eyes to look at the silent man and continued, "Everyone said that you were actually trying to break up, but were too embarrassed to say it outright, trying to save face for a little girl and pressuring me into initiating the breakup instead."
"..." The man's handsome face tightened, shrouded in dark clouds.
