Seeing him like this, Xie Wanqing, who was initially somewhat inexplicably flustered, suddenly stabilized her emotions.
"Lu Ziyuan," she looked up at him and said, "Have you forgotten? We are breaking off the engagement. Whatever I do with him here, there's no need to explain it to you."
The girl raised her small face towards him, her lip balm becoming more vibrant in the sunlight, flickering as she spoke, yet the words she uttered were maddening.
Lu Ziyuan laughed instead of getting angry, his tone slow, voice hoarse: "For a man old enough to be your father, you want to break off the engagement with me?"
"When did you two meet?"
He had witnessed them intimately embracing, gazing at each other closely, and had already determined there was wrongdoing between them.
This portrayal of betrayal accusation made Xie Wanqing find it somewhat amusing.
She could let him misunderstand, but could not tolerate his repeated belittlement of Pei Yuqing.
