Yun Feiyang's eyes suddenly widened. The hand holding her wrist abruptly lost strength and let go of her.
"You... what did you say?"
An Ruo remained standing without moving. "I've made myself very clear. Feiyang, I'm a terrible woman. I really don't deserve your affection, nor am I a good match for you..."
Having said those cruel words, she took a step to flee, but Yun Feiyang suddenly leaped out of bed, lunged toward her, and tightly embraced her from behind.
"An Ruo, you're lying to me, you're deceiving me!"
An Ruo shook her head frantically, "I'm not..."
The man forcefully turned her around, held her shoulders, and fixed his gaze upon her: "Then why won't you look at me! Look me in the eyes and tell me, do you dare to say to my face that you don't like me, that you truly want to break up with me?!"
"Yun Feiyang, don't do this," An Ruowei struggled slightly, not daring to use too much force for fear of hurting his wounds.
