"Why won't you believe me, Leng Yan, I really didn't do it."
Wen Nuan's eyes were filled with helpless sorrow and anger, tears brimming as she stared at him, her voice low and sobbing: "Why won't you believe me?"
"Stop your tears, I warn you, don't cry in front of me again!"
Those large teardrops, shining like pearls under the light, were truly pitiful to see. But to him, it was a mockery!
Looking at her large, crystalline tears, he saw Ji Wei's pitiful, tear-streaked face...
Whenever she was wronged, Ji Wei loved to cry in his arms...
"No crying, do you hear me!" he growled with hatred, quickly flipping through and putting on a set of clothes. Then grabbing the phone thrown on the bedside table, Leng Yan turned and left.
"Leng Yan..."
His coldness made her suddenly feel like she'd lost him forever, her heart seemingly missing a piece, Wen Nuan instinctively reached to grasp his hand.
"Let go!"
