Chapter 811: You're Ruthless, You Win
He took two steps back after releasing his hand, resting quietly against the wall.
Cruel? Heh…
He had told her countless times not to feel inferior, that one's face is earned, and as long as she was outstanding enough, no one would look down on her.
She turned a deaf ear every time.
He was kind to her, respected her, protected her, yet she always shied away like a startled ostrich, bowing her head, unwilling or afraid to accept that gentleness.
Always acting as if she owed him because he was her benefactor, as if she must comply with any request, that she needed to repay him.
She viewed his kindness as sympathy, and even felt it was a burden.
Only in their old haunt, amidst his gentle 'cruelty,' was she truly herself.
Was it really him being cruel, or had she sealed herself off in her own sickness of inferiorty?
He was thirty-three, still unmarried.
She was thirty-two, still unmarried.
At that thought, Gong Shaofan sneered.
How long were they going to keep this up?