He had made a mistake in what he said earlier; she wasn't envious of Qingxue because where did she have the right to be jealous?
At that moment, she felt like a shadow while Qingxue belonged to the light.
Perhaps Gong Beiyao was right; her desire for the man who already belonged to her sister was inexcusable and utterly reprehensible.
She couldn't continue thinking about it...
Tears were forced back into her eyes, yet her vision remained blurred.
Sheng Qianxia's ring finger was still wrapped in an adhesive bandage with a big white design.
Gong Beiyao's gaze suddenly sharpened.
"That's enough, let's stop here!" Gong Beiyao suddenly stopped playing, and pulled her up from the piano,"Why are you crying again?"
He had told her, if she didn't want him and didn't need him, she should not keep looking pitiful in front of him, shedding tears at every turn!
Sheng Qianxia bit her lip and said, "I didn't sleep well last night, my eyes hurt."
"Why didn't you sleep well?" he pressed.
