Luo Xiao was taken aback by the words, "What?"
"You have people come up and kneel to me every day. What are you trying to do?" Tong Ran assumed Meng Yao was sent by Luo Xiao, her face full of disdain, "What can you get out of this?"
Luo Xiao was puzzled, "Xiao Ran, who went up..."
Slap!
Tong Ran turned around, walked over, and slapped him, "What, have you got a fever? Are you sober now?"
Luo Xiao tilted his face, his cheeks were already red from the fever, now they were even bloodier. He choked up, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes with sorrow, "Xiao Ran, if someone went up and bothered you, I apologize on her behalf..."
"Are you still pretending?"
Luo Xiao lowered his head, guessing that it was probably Meng Yao who went and begged her to come down. The man said nothing, nor did he explain, he just spoke, "Xiao Ran, I'm sorry."
Once you've lied, don't expect others to trust you a second time, unless that person loves you.
But clearly, she did not love him.
