The man grabbed her arm, hastily explaining, "I was bad to you before because I hadn't fallen in love with you..."
"Right, it's because you didn't love me that you treated me badly, and my heartlessness towards you is also because I don't love you."
"You're lying, you clearly said you loved me, you do love me!" Tang Yuchen emphasized loudly, not knowing whether he was speaking for her to hear or for himself.
An Ruo's face remained cold, with no trace of emotion in her eyes from beginning to end.
She had loved him, but her love for him had been strangled in his deceit long ago.
"Tang Yuchen, you consider yourself quite the charmer, don't you? We're all adults here. Can't we stop being childish? Love—do you really believe in that fairy tale?"
He felt like he didn't recognize the woman before him anymore, wondering why her temperament had suddenly changed so drastically.
What on earth had happened all those years ago? He was certain she must have been provoked by something.
