Shen Chizheng heard this and curled his lips into a smile.
He reached out his hand, pinching her jaw, the cool tips of his fingers applying a bit of pressure, making her wince in pain.
The man's eyes gleamed with a blood-red light, like a ruthless beast, his face full of relentless hatred, "Su Yan, there's no need for you to pretend like this with me."
"..."
"Since you could immediately run into Gu Chaohan's arms after my death, it proves that you can live without me. So why pretend to be so deeply in love with me now?"
It was only because he had returned.
If he had truly died back then, she would still be happily continuing her life as Mrs. Gu, without sparing a thought for someone who was already gone.
Warm tears flowed down her cheeks, disappearing into the gaps between his fingers.
Shen Chizheng's frown never relaxed, and he harshly pushed her away.
Su Yan, caught off guard, stumbled backward and fell to the ground.
