Huo Zhendong glanced at Ye Fanxing, who was stunned by his harsh words, and a pang of heartache surged within him.
Facing the woman he liked, he actually couldn't bring himself to say anything too severe. His impulse to protect Ye Fanxing was just as strong as Fu Jingyu's.
But he knew that if he didn't speak this way at the moment, others might really think there was something between them, and her relationship with Fu Jingyu could be tainted because of him.
Huo Zhendong took a deep breath, his eyes becoming deep and heavy. He continued indifferently, "Actually, I've been fed up with you for a long time. I've only been nice to you for Jingyu's sake, but I didn't expect he would misunderstand that I had feelings for you. He is my best friend, and for a woman like you, I wouldn't want to ruin my brotherly relationship with him. So from now on, could you please stop talking to me?"