She endured the pain in her heart, bit her lip, and emphasized, "Yes, the man I ditched!"
After speaking, without caring about Qi Cheng's reaction, she opened the door and ran out.
Qi Cheng still stood there, watching her fleeing in panic. The charming curve at the corners of his mouth was one of self-mockery.
Even though she reappeared in front of him, she still abandoned him heartlessly, just like two years ago.
She wouldn't even ask why he happened to be here.
She would probably never know that for the past two years, he had been keeping an eye on her movements, always appearing beside her, just waiting for the chance to deliver her to himself.
But, even if she saw him, so what?
Her heart only harbored hatred for him, leaving no trace of love.
He looked at his fingers; there was still the wedding ring she had once personally put on him. He had never taken it off these past two years, but she couldn't see that.
