Qi Jincheng parted his lips, but the words never made it out.
Su Yin wasn't wrong in saying that, she had no need to revolve around him.
Their relationship had ended.
So, was everything now just his overthinking?
The thoughts in his heart remained unspoken; thus, Su Yin wouldn't know.
Su Yin would no longer be as gentle as before, leaning towards him.
Su Yin turned and walked away with the skewers he had prepared, step by step distancing herself from him.
Qi Jincheng frowned, puzzled.
He clearly did not love her; the marriage was like shackles to him, he should be happy with its dissolution—so why did he feel such heaviness, as if a great stone was pressing down on his heart?
Could it be, as Su Yin said, that he had fallen in love with her??
Qi Jincheng's expression grew even uglier, and eventually, he lit a cigarette to dissipate his current irritation, but one was far from enough—he lit a second, then a third…
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