You Don't Love Me

She stiffened as she felt the intensity of his glare on her face. Lu Xiulan wanted so desperately to rip out her own heart and throw it away so it would stop tormenting her. What could he possibly get by toying her like this again?

"You don't." Her voice was thick, trying to keep her composure, but her tears couldn't stop falling. If he really did care for her, he wouldn't have let her suffer for too long.

"I knew you were infatuated with me, but I never thought it will turn to something else. I didn't know you'll fall for me." Song Yichen started. His voice was calm unlike hers, but it was enough to get a reaction from her.

"That's very conceited of you, Mr. Song."

"And I also fell for you."