Qiao Suisui did not avoid the question, knowing that Zong Fang's personality was extremely self-centered. Unless he was willing to actively accept cognition outside his own logic, no one else could change his mind. Hence, Qiao Suisui knew that no matter how she explained herself, it would be useless.
She deliberated her words, pondering over what to say that could change the current situation. Little did she know that her appearance, in Zong Fang's eyes, was a tacit acknowledgment. He observed her long, curled eyelashes drooping, wet and still bearing tears, her little face as big as a palm pale, with only her lips red and luscious, clearly having been wronged. One glance at her and he felt a burning heat in his lower abdomen, a painful constriction below.
"I did deceive you," she lifted her eyes, gazing directly at the person before her, "Have you ever thought about why I did this?"
Zong Fang frowned, staring at her and asked, "What are you trying to say?"
