"Could it be that he doesn't love you at all, which is why he's so magnanimous? If someone truly loves a person, their possessiveness and jealousy are strong; they definitely couldn't stand their girlfriend acting like this."
As someone who'd never been in a relationship, Song Qingping thought her analysis was rational. She didn't realize how deeply her words had wounded Lin Yan.
Lin Yan's lips curled up, "Why don't you say that he loves me to madness, that he can endure anything?"
Song Qingping looked outside, where the man had been on the phone nonstop, looking very busy.
She didn't believe Lin Yan's words. Loving someone that much, yet she hadn't seen this man make many calls to Lin Yan, and it seemed like he rarely even sent texts.
The next morning, Lin Yan was woken up by a ringing phone and groggily answered the call.
"Lin Yan, are you trying to kill me?" On the other end of the phone was Zhang Jiani's hysterical scream.
Lin Yan's drowsiness vanished with that shout.
