Ji Shunuan had reached the extreme point of loathing for this person.
She couldn't understand why he still entangled himself with her.
"Nuannuan, do you still love me?" Gu Zhiyuan saw the disgust in her eyes, and it left a bad taste in his heart, making him start to panic.
Ji Shunuan was genuinely amused by his absurdity.
She stood there, her apricot eyes coldly staring at him as she said each word distinctly, "Have I ever loved you?"
"I've never even dated you."
"I've never held your hand."
"Aside from work, I've never contacted you."
"Even, I've never spent time with you alone."
"Do you think I loved you? Gu Zhiyuan, are you here to joke? Or are you deliberately trying to disgust me?" Ji Shunuan asked in a low voice.
Facing her interrogation, Gu Zhiyuan's complexion became even worse.
He stood there, frozen like a statue, gazing at her delicate face, with many memories surging in his mind, he lost his balance and staggered a few steps back.
