"What? You must be joking?" Xia Yining jumped up in shock, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Xia Yueqing held her cup, the thin mist from the hot water blurring her outline.
Her expression was so calm, as if she were talking about someone else's matters.
But when Xia Yining angrily snatched her cup away, only then did she notice Xia Yueqing's tears, streaming down in large drops.
"What's this... Xia Yueqing, why are you crying?" The words full of blame in her stomach, upon seeing this scene, deflated completely like a burst balloon.
Xia Yueqing lifted her hand to touch the corner of her eye, only to realize she was crying.
"Are you regretting it?" Xia Yining bit her lip and cautiously asked.
Never mind the Pei Yiting's vast wealth, just based on his celebrity-like looks and height and physique that could rival male models were enough to make any woman fall head over heels for him.
Yet, such an outstanding man treated Xia Yueqing well and was not a womanizer.
