"Are you really expecting me to just watch you crash into a car? Even if there were deep grudges between us, I wouldn't do that, let alone I don't hate you." Anran forced an explanation with a straight face.
Duan Xingzhou laughed, somewhat knowingly but also a bit bitterly.
"Really? I thought you hated me. If you say you don't have to, that's really good news for me."
Anran leaned back in her chair, took a sip of coffee, and said, "Enough, don't say these meaningless things anymore. I have other things to do. If you're done eating, then leave."
With that, Anran ended the call first.
She felt she was going crazy. To avoid him, she actually ran to a coffee shop early in the morning. When had she ever done that?
She didn't want to see him, but there was no need to be petty like this. Since she brought him back yesterday, why bother hiding now? Why not face him boldly? It wasn't as if she did something guilty.
