"Really?" Si Ye merely smiled faintly, saying no more.
In fact, he was not angry that Chen Zhi had kept this from him; what upset him was that she had stubbornly refused to budge for An Yichen.
Did she truly care so much about An Yichen?
Si Ye's expression turned cold, his eyes darkening, "Chen Zhi, the words you said to An Yichen today, were they sincere or just pretense? I need to know the truth."
Chen Zhi lowered her eyes, silent for several seconds before answering, "I'll tell you the truth, there's no more possibility between An Yichen and me. I told him to give up, to stop causing me trouble, and that was the truth. As for the rest, they were lies, said only to make him forget about me."
"I thought you had forgotten An Yichen and started liking me." Si Ye's lips curved in a subtle, almost self-deprecating smile.
"I indeed almost forgot about An Yichen, but I haven't started liking you, nor have I ever said that I have."
