"Because I've been thinking of you," she turned her face away with a sob in her voice, "because I am so consumed with missing you that I'm nearly going mad! I don't actually want to call you Mr. Long, Beibei, I regret it so much, I regret it so much I wish I could just die right now! No money is one thing, but having to watch the man I love be with another woman, I feel so pathetic and in so much pain..."
"Dying is so easy, just go somewhere no one will find you and silently pass away, make sure nobody discovers you; I don't want to listen to another word of this tiresome talk." His voice was cold and clear, devoid of any warmth. To He Meiwei's ears, it was excruciatingly painful.
Her heart was so stifled, "Are you encouraging me to commit suicide?"
"If someone truly wants to die, no one can stop them. But even in death, die with dignity, and don't cause unnecessary trouble for others."
He Meiwei's heart constricted. She looked at his profile, feeling both frantic and helpless.
