"Qiao Yueting, how can you be so shameless?" Feng Yuyue clenched his fist, forcing himself not to lose his composure, but he couldn't help but give her a cold look.
"Are you really, so heartless towards me?" Qiao Yuexie looked at him with pitiful eyes, "Your attitude last night... it made me sad all night. I tried hard to ignore you, yet I couldn't control myself and came looking for you..."
"Ha, this morning you agreed so decisively, left so casually, and now you're playing the victim again. Qiao Yueting, don't you find yourself hypocritical and disgusting?" Finally, Feng Yuyue couldn't control his abusive language.
"I thought I could do it, I wanted to keep a shred of dignity in front of you, but I didn't expect to feel more and more heartache..." Qiao Yuexie knew Feng Yuyue was talking about another Qiao Yueting, but he didn't care.
"Then, just die of heartache." Having said that, Feng Yuyue slammed the door shut to prevent himself from saying anything more hurtful.
