Even when he looked at her with the most heartless, icy gaze, she didn't care.
"Gu Yanting, I have... so much... so much..."
"Zhuo Ya, are you trying to say that you love me?"
Gu Yanting leaned over the table and walked straight towards Zhuo Ya, grabbing her chin and pulling her face close to his, his eyes sharply and terrifyingly inquisitive.
Zhuo Ya looked at Gu Yanting's cold and terrifying face, swallowed hard, and said nothing.
Seeing that Zhuo Ya remained silent, Gu Yanting narrowed his eyes and asked sarcastically, "Say it? Say you love me."
"Say that you acted against me only because you had no choice."
"I'm sorry."
Under the relentless disdain of Gu Yanting, Zhuo Ya couldn't utter a single word.
Gu Yanting's overwhelming hatred almost devoured Zhuo Ya whole.
This Gu Yanting, she was deathly afraid of him.
Her legs even began to tremble uncontrollably.