Wei Zixiong looked at the Ning Xueling in front of him and saw that the love that used to be in her eyes was gone, replaced by a coldness that made his heart momentarily panic, but it was fleeting.
"Xueling, can we stop fighting?"
"I was wrong that day, I hit you without asking for the full story, but I realized my mistake afterward. Didn't I go to apologize to you the next day? We can't hold on to this one thing forever.
Look, Hong Yan finally found a teacher willing to take her on, and I really don't have enough money to pay her school fees right now, even if it means borrowing. Is that okay?"
Ning Xueling said, "Wei Zixiong, you never really loved me, did you?"
Wei Zixiong coughed lightly, "Xueling, how could you think that? You know about what happened back then."
