An Jiayi was at a loss for words. She stared at Xie Zhang and choked out, "You've seen through it?"
How could he not see through it?
Such tactics were far too crude for Xie Zhang.
Xie Zhang's gaze wandered across An Jiayi's face. His voice was soft and faint as he murmured lowly, "Jiayi, you shouldn't play such games with me."
An Jiayi, belatedly realizing her fear, her face paling, her voice growing increasingly hoarse, said, "You've been with Jiang Yan."
Xie Zhang really didn't understand why this girl was still in the mood to talk to him about such things?
He sneered, his tone indifferent and cold, "Yes, we've been together."
An Jiayi's eyes were red-rimmed, her hands clenched into fists as she stared at Xie Zhang's slightly chilly eyes, "So, it's because of you that Jiang Yan targeted me."
"So it's my fault?" Xie Zhang completed the words that An Jiayi did not voice out.
An Jiayi nodded slowly and deliberately, and said, "Yes."
