"Hey! Stop right there!" Menxiang struggled to chase the person who just seemed to be walking in long strides, aloofly. She finally grabbed his sleeves, making him stop.
"Get your hands off my coat." His voice added the chill to the cold winds around them, giving her goosebumps.
"Mo Bingwen! Why are you behaving like this? Didn't I tell you that Chunlan and I are innocent? We have nothing to do with Jihai's death!" She pleaded.
His silence made her heart plummet in disappointment and pain. He was so different from the warm and caring personality he had shown her.
Today, she felt exhausted from all the emotions she was feeling. She had lost a friend.
She had lost a brother.
And now, she was going to lose her fiancé.
"Why don't you believe me? Am I really that despicable in your eyes?" She lowered her head to hide the tears streaming down her face.