Fu Lingfeng's face twitched imperceptibly at her words.
After a long while, he let out a soft laugh, "Do you hate me that much? Now you don't even want to look at me anymore."
Gu Nanqiao paid no heed to his emotions and turned to walk out, "Let's go, I'll see you off."
She had already started walking, and Fu Lingfeng had no choice but to follow.
After they reached the downstairs, Gu Nanqiao stopped, turned around to look at him, and said indifferently, "Fu Lingfeng, you really don't have to do this."
"Don't have to do what?" he countered, apparently not realizing that his persistence had worn her down.
"There's no need to play dumb," Gu Nanqiao glanced at the time. "You know exactly what I mean."
"I don't understand!" Fu Lingfeng's tone intensified, his denial full of conviction.
He knew she hated him, so he dared not hope for her forgiveness in the short term, but it shouldn't have been so urgent for her to draw such a firm line against him.
