"No, but I can't guarantee he won't find his way here."
Rong Shaoze sneered, "Even if he does come, I'm not afraid of him! In fact, if he does show up, I'd like to see how true his feelings for you really are."
Lin Xinlan couldn't help but retort sarcastically, "What, you're in this state and you still want to compete with him?"
Her disdain dealt a heavy blow to Qiao Yiyang's pride.
He darkened his eyes, and said lightly, "I may not be able to compete with him, but I can fight him to the death. Xinlan, you never believe in my true feelings for you, but I will prove to you one day that I'm serious about you."
"You're serious about me, yet you injected me with a virus? Qiao Yiyang, your sincerity really is unique," Lin Xinlan said mockingly.
Qiao Yiyang clenched his fist tightly, a pang of deep pain flashing in his eyes.
If there had been any other way, he wouldn't have wanted to inject her with the virus.
