Xiao Yu snorted through her nose, "So hypocritical!"
Gong Ting didn't retort, he sat by the bed, staring absentmindedly at his toes. After a long time, he forced a bitter smile, "Yes, I am indeed hypocritical. My heart loves one woman, yet my body cannot stay loyal to her."
Xiao Yu snorted again, looking at his desolate appearance. For some reason, she didn't continue to mock him.
He's a pitiful person too, a lifetime of obsession that couldn't win the response of his beloved. At this moment, he seems even more like an abandoned child.
But even though she sympathized with him, she wouldn't sell herself, "Mr. Gong, either let me go or continue to confine me. I won't sign this contract."
Gong Ting looked up at her. Her attitude was firm. He gave a self-deprecating smile, "Not even willing for two years?"
