Lu Chengfeng felt a sharp pain in his heart when he heard this, and a hint of sorrow flashed across his eyes. He pursed his lips and said, "I will speak when it is time."
"When it's time?" Chi Xiaowan asked loudly and emotionally, "When we are dying? Lu Chengfeng, are you really sure Lin Man would still want to be with you if she knew?"
"Chi Xiaowan, these are my matters, whether I live or die, it's none of your concern," Lu Chengfeng retorted coldly, his expression icy.
He could overlook Chi Xiaowan's past actions, but that didn't mean she could meddle in his relationship with Lin Man.
"But, Chengfeng, I love you," Chi Xiaowan finally couldn't help but say.
"I love you. From the first day I met you, I have always loved you, and I want to be with you regardless of life or death."
"But I don't love you," Lu Chengfeng sighed inwardly and said, "I don't know where I gave you the wrong impression, making you think that I liked you. If so, then I am sorry."