The undisguised mockery was like a knife, piercing Guan Ziyu's heart perfectly, her beautiful face turning pale and then flushed.
Her hand hanging by her side clenched tightly, her nails digging deep into the soft flesh of her palm. She glared at the man in front of her with resentment, "We've reconciled, haven't we? What you're doing is really too much."
She had waited in the restaurant for four hours, full of joy and anticipation as she did her makeup and picked out her outfit, while he was out here having fun.
If he wasn't coming, why did he agree to the date?
Four years ago, she chose her career over him and broke up, but she regretted it soon after. She waited abroad for six months, and he never came after her. Her pride wouldn't allow her to humble herself to ask for reconciliation.
That was why she wasted four years, giving those unworthy women a chance!
