She probably didn't know how heartless a man could be.
Fu Yanye didn't stop at all. His long legs quickly left the restaurant.
Lin Ruxiang slumped on the ground, tears streaming down her face, no longer caring about being a laughingstock.
Yan Zheng stood in front of her and whispered a reminder, "You should go to the hospital first."
"Why? He is mine."
Lin Ruxiang just defiantly questioned him.
"You've misspoken. Didn't you notice? He was holding back his disgust while talking to you."
"What?"
Faced with Yan Zheng's remarks, Lin Ruxiang found it unbelievable.
She disgusted him?
Seeing too many people around, Yan Zheng led her away.
On the way, he drove and reminded her, "Yanye hates deception and betrayal the most, and you've done both to him."
"So what? My love for him is real, isn't that enough?"
Lin Ruxiang argued while wiping the tears and blood on her face.
