Xie Ling was taken aback by Qingyou's reaction, and his expression stiffened.

Feeling the various looks of amusement and even disdain cast upon him, he became somewhat annoyed.

This was the first time he had ever been so embarrassed in public.

However, he also knew that he had indeed wronged Qingyou before.

So he took a deep breath, looked at her, and said, "I'm really sorry about what happened before, but I didn't just see you as a substitute; I genuinely like you."

To show his sincerity, he said in public, "So I want to ask for your forgiveness and give me another chance."

Qingyou scoffed: "Wasn't it you who abandoned me that day, choosing for me to die?"

"You come to me now and say you really like me? That's the funniest joke I've ever heard."

She took two steps forward and stood in front of Xie Ling.

Although he was taller than her, Qingyou had the upper hand in terms of presence.

She sneered, "Besides, even if you suddenly realize you've truly fallen for me, so what?"

"Just because you like me doesn't mean I should give you a chance?"

Are you still dreaming?

"I'm glad I saw through your true colors in time and got rid of you. Why would I pick up trash again now?"

"But since you've asked me, out of politeness and to avoid being bothered by you any further, I'll answer you anyway."

She looked at Xie Ling with an air of queenly authority, and said with her red lips slightly parted, "I will not forgive you, and I will not give you another chance. I have said that if we meet again, we will be strangers, and this is my answer."

Xie Ling's expression changed. Hearing her sarcastic and ruthless words, he couldn't believe it.

But as he looked into her eyes, he realized that the affection she once had was gone; her cold and distant gaze proved that this was truly what she thought.

Suddenly, a piercing pain swept over him. Was he really going to lose her?

No, he doesn't want to!