"Is your foot feeling better?" Song Yi looked at his foot, still wrapped in a white bandage.
A touch of hatred flashed in her eyes. It's really hard to wish death upon people like him and Tian Xingyun!
Their existence only brings pain to others. What's the point of living?
It would be better if they were dead; that would be good for everyone.
"Why did you think of asking me out for coffee? I thought you hated me?" He Jun asked, pretending to be very surprised.
Song Yi was slightly stunned. Yes, she had forgotten she should appear to hate him.
But now she was acting very familiar, completely different from the way she hated him before.
He would surely be suspicious. What could she say to dispel his doubts?
After thinking for a moment, she said, "Because there aren't many people who are good to me."
She lowered her head and let out a bitter smile, speaking sincerely.
Apart from her mother, Shaohua used to treat her the best.
