But in this world, there are always many changes that exceed our original expectations, like... that seemingly perfect family they once had, which shattered overnight, and also, the fact that he hated her...
"Back then, you told me that you had returned to our original residence and looked for me and my father. Was that true?" After they returned to the private room, Qin Jingzhi suddenly asked.
Ren Chuqing turned to look at him, her hand that was holding his loosened, "Whether it's true or not depends on you, not me. You can choose to believe it or not."
"Then tell me, should I believe you?" Qin Jingzhi said.
On his wrist, the residual warmth of her fingers still lingered.
"Does it matter?" Ren Chuqing said indifferently, "Whether you believe it or not, in my view, it's irrelevant now."
His lips were tightly pressed together. How could something so important to him mean nothing to her?
