With great effort, Ling Weixuan barely managed to regain her composure. When she looked up again, her clear eyes were now shimmering with tears.
Her freshly painted red lips trembled slightly, and even the words she asked were tinged with sorrow: "Do you really have to be so heartless to me?"
Does he really have to be so heartless to her?
What a question...
Under the lights, the handsome man slightly opened his eyes, the starlit depths holding a glimmer: "Weixuan, do you still remember your own identity? The things you're doing now, do they live up to the Ling name?"
Though his words weren't accusatory, they stung even more. Ling Weixuan couldn't help the tears brimming in her eyes: "I'm like this because of you, isn't that reason enough?"
