An Jiayi's eyes, always tinged with red, finally filled with bloodshot as she said, "Xie Zhang, do I not deserve a relationship with a proper status?"
Xie Zhang looked at the shattered expression on her face, her eyes full of grievances, and finally realized that he could no longer insist.
But even though reason told him so, how could he let go just like that out of emotion?
Xie Zhang raised his hand, gently caressing An Jiayi's face, his fingertips trembling, as if suppressing a lot of emotions at this moment.
His eyes reddened, staring unwaveringly at An Jiayi for a long, long time, then he softly said, "Jiayi, can we give us a little more time, is that okay?"
An Jiayi shook her head resolutely, without any hesitation, she said, "Xie Zhang, there's no more time. If we keep entangling, there is only one possibility, which is for me to watch you marry someone else."
An Jiayi's determination to leave was even firmer than Xie Zhang had imagined.
