Gu Chen's patience with Wan Qi had reached its limit. With a look of disgust, he leaned back, stretching the distance between them as far as possible.
"Wan Qi, that's enough," he said.
He didn't say much, timely putting a stop to Wan Qi's nonsense—or in her own eyes, the most sincere and affectionate confession.
Seeing Gu Chen remain indifferent, Wan Qi's face changed. She seized Gu Chen's arm and demanded, "You knew from the beginning, why I approached you, why I came back to you. You knew it was all arranged by your uncle, but you acted as if nothing happened, so compliant every day, going in and out with me, having meals, shopping, and even agreeing to meet with your uncle and my parents. You didn't reject my advances and warmth; Gu Chen, are you using me? It's you who's using me!"
