"Yan Sijue..." Mu Yiliang’s voice choked a little.
"And you’ve always been indifferent to ... because there’s always been a man in your heart, that Ye guy, isn’t it?" The mockery on Yan Sijue’s face deepened.
Mu Yiliang felt a heavy thud in her heart, and instinctively asked, "You know Ye Moran?"
"Six years ago, I should have understood. No matter what, you refused to stay by my side. The fundantal reason was that there’s another man in your heart." He closed his eyes, as if he couldn’t continue, but still forced himself to go on, "Back then, you were willing to sleep with just to get back at him. Now you’ve found out he didn’t stop loving you, he was just constrained. You must be so happy, right?"
Mu Yiliang was shocked: "No, it’s not like that, I haven’t had..."
"You even planned to leave with him!" He suddenly snapped, gripping her chin tightly, his dark eyes terrifying in their depth, "If Ye Moran weren’t in trouble back then, you might have already run away with him by now, right? I even suspect he’s been in touch with you all along, and that you pretended to seek my help to get close to , to steal my information to please your lover!"
"Yan Sijue! You’re crazy!" Mu Yiliang looked at him in disbelief, "How can you think that... you’re belittling yourself!"
"Ha... How novel." Yan Sijue laughed colder, "Which of the things I’ve done for you hasn’t been belittling myself? How much pride do you think I have left for you to trample on?"
Mu Yiliang bit her lip hard, her heart so heavy she almost couldn’t breathe!
Before coming, she had expected that he wouldn’t forgive her easily for this, and he might even be utterly disappointed in her, but she hadn’t expected that he would interpret her relationship with Ye Moran like this, or that he would hate so much!
She suddenly realized how unbearable his misunderstanding was for her! Hearing him speak so confidently in such a cold tone, she felt imnse pain.
"Ye Moran and I... we haven’t had any relationship for a long ti..." She forced herself to calm down, looked into his eyes, and said.
"But you did love him once." Yan Sijue stared at her intensely.
Mu Yiliang trembled a bit, unable to avoid his gaze, she nodded, "But that was six years ago, I..."
"There’s no need to explain to ." He laughed hoarsely, "Unless you tell you’ve fallen in love with now, none of this matters to , does it?"
She was taken aback, staring blankly at him, her lips moved slightly but ultimately made no sound.
Yan Sijue chuckled softly, let go of her, took out a handkerchief, and slowly wiped his hands as if he were wiping away sothing dirty.
This action pierced her heart painfully.
"This is the last ti I’ll ask you this." He looked at her calmly, "Don’t worry, I won’t ever trouble you again."
Tears finally stread down her face: "Yan Sijue, don’t be like this..."
"Isn’t this what you’ve always wanted? You’ve been going out of your way to hide Xiaoze’s existence because you don’t want to have anything to do with , right? I’m giving you what you wished for." His expression was cold, but his tone still carried heavy sarcasm, "It’s just a pity Ye Moran couldn’t follow through, caught up in his own troubles, unable to bother with you further."
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