Once, in their youthful days, such pure feelings, were now laid bare by Lu Yebai in front of her, used as a bargaining chip in a carnal bargain.
"You like me, don't you?"
"Since you like me."
Yes, it was she who was vulgar, for liking him.
All of this, doesn't concern him at all.
Meng Xi'er's face continued to pale. She gazed deeply at him, a faint smile appearing at the corner of her mouth, yet the tone was weak: "You like me, so you want to treat me like this?" After a while, she shook her head softly and whispered, "Lu Yebai, how could you do this to me?"
She liked him, but he trampled on her feelings like this.
Tears, finally, could not help but fall.
She felt so wronged, so wronged that she couldn't hold back her tears. She thought she would never cry in front of this man again, but today she couldn't help it.
Her body ached, her heart ached too, at that moment, she felt her entire existence was a joke.
