"No, Achen, it's not like that..." Fu Qin panicked, feeling something slipping away from her grasp, something she wanted to catch but couldn't hold onto.
It shouldn't be like this.
"Achen, will you listen to my explanation? The real situation is not what you think. Don't listen to his nonsense." Fu Qin pleaded.
"He didn't even have a chance to say anything yet." Si Chen pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag, "The truth, whatever it may be, you don't have to say it. I don't want to know."
None of this mattered to him anymore.
Even if she was involved with this man, he seemed not to care.
Thinking he didn't love...
So be it!
Isn't it just about money?
He'll give it, then.
Si Chen rubbed his weary brow and turned to walk out.
"Why?" Fu Qin shouted desperately, abandoning all pretense, "Is it because I drugged you last night?"
Si Chen paused, flicked the ash from his cigarette, "It's my fault, I can't give you what you want..."
