"Sister... don't blame Yuanyang, it's all because of me, if I hadn't gotten drunk, Yuanyang wouldn't have had to take me home, and if he hadn't taken me home, then he wouldn't have... wouldn't have..." It was as if she couldn't even voice it herself, her eyes shimmering with innocence and vulnerability.
"Heh... heh heh heh..." A cold laugh escaped, as she looked at Ye Qianyou's utterly fake facade. Ye Qianyu really felt that she must have been blind in the past, to think that the person before her was simple and innocent, so straightforward and easy to understand. She was truly foolish, to have been played like this—they must be retribution, huh! Heh...
"Go on, how long have you two been together..." Ye Qianyu asked, her smile blooming like flowers, yet it failed to reach her eyes, which remained deep, cold, and indifferent.
