These words, though spoken lightly, struck Xie Linyuan like a thunderbolt, shattering his last vestiges of self-deception.
She admitted it herself.
They couldn't even be bothered to offer a perfunctory explanation.
Xie Linyuan felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and his heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an icy hand, the pain almost making it hard for him to breathe.
That carefully maintained, shaky self-esteem and composure completely crumbled at that moment.
His thick, long eyelashes trembled violently a few times. He stood there, silent, gazing at her with eyes filled with tears and boundless grievance, as if he had suffered the cruelest betrayal in the world.
Shen Zhaozhao's breath hitched.
It must be said that although Xie Linyuan's mind often wanders, his face is stunningly beautiful.
Especially at this moment, with her beautiful face shed tears, appearing both fragile and stubborn, she has an effect that inexplicably stirs a sense of conscience within one's being.
Shen Zhaozhao was a little confused by his tearful appearance, as if his heart was about to shatter into pieces at any moment.
Was her acting... bad?
The emotions were all conveyed perfectly, and the lines were delivered, so why is he just standing there crying without responding to the scene?
Could it be that he's upset that she didn't follow the script in his head?
Shen Zhaozhao blinked, tentatively trying to ask what kind of process this lunatic wanted—whether she had to kneel down and repent, or simply be forcibly taken from her.
As soon as she opened her mouth a crack, Xie Linyuan, who was opposite her, seemed to have finally had enough disappointment. He suddenly flicked his sleeve, turned around, and left.
That resolute figure carried a sense of desolation.
Shen Zhaozhao: "???"
They left again?
Wasn't this a gold coin giveaway?
I don't think so?
That means she didn't quite nail the role!
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