Yan Xiaye was rendered speechless, nearly bursting into laughter at Li Beicheng's twisted and evil reasoning.
Yet, the man's gaze was earnest as he looked at her, as if he couldn't comprehend how ridiculous his words were, waiting leisurely to see Yan Xiaye's reaction.
Taking a deep breath, she silently reminded herself to consider the bigger picture, "Li Beicheng, I am not the same kind of person as Yan Shuirou. No matter what you think, I can't play those games of love and kill with you again. And as for why..."
She paused briefly, a starry shimmer flashing in the depths of her clear eyes, treating Li Beicheng as if he were an idiot, seriously explaining to him: "I don't love you anymore. I even find seeing you annoying. If it weren't for Qin Jingyi, I would rather starve to death somewhere than come to have dinner with you. It's that simple."