"Don't rush," Yan Ye patted Cheng Yue reassuringly, "This is not the way to do it, giving in time and again will only make her more demanding."
"No, it's not possible! Cheng Yu, I won't panic, and I don't like lying! I can't deceive you, and I don't want to yield to you! I've said and done what I should have! Now, it's time for me to take my leave." Qin Jian tugged at his collar, and when Cheng Yu didn't let go, his hand forcefully gripped her wrist.
"Ah!" Cheng Yu cried out in pain and let go of his hand.
Qin Jian took the opportunity to walk towards An Hao.
"Qin Jian, you won't even deceive me once? Not even tell a lie!" Cheng Yu cried with her face full of tears, despair spreading across her heart like ivy, so tight she couldn't break free.
Qin Jian ignored her!
She couldn't communicate with words anymore! Qin Jian had done everything he could, and if she persisted in her paranoia, there was nothing he could do.
Cheng Yu stood there, crying, her cheeks soaked with tears.
