Ning Xia seemed to see right through him, directly piercing his thoughts without any courtesy, "I'm not drunk, and I'm not talking nonsense in a drunken state. I'm very lucid, lucid enough to see my own heart!"
Her fingers pressed against her chest, "Here, you can't fit in. I don't love you. I've never loved you from beginning to end."
"Let me be honest with you, if it was a man I loved, my choice today would have been completely different!"
"Enough!"
Bo Siyan couldn't endure it anymore and interrupted her harshly. He looked at her, rage boiling in the depths of his eyes, "Ning Xia, are you sure you won't regret what you said today?"
His voice was filled with immense anger but hid the last bit of pathetic hope.
Regret?
The truth was, she regretted her words the moment they had left her mouth...
Not because of the lack of love, but because it was love that forced her to care so deeply.
