Upon hearing her words, he couldn't help but stand up, his gaze deep and terrifying: "I understand now, you've been brainwashed."
"I don't know what you're talking about." Her brows furrowed, her fingers gripping the edge of the table forcefully, her chest slightly rising and falling.
After giving her a deep look, he brushed past her, walked to the door, and grasped the doorknob: "Regardless of whether this issue is in your heart or in your mind, I'll help you get rid of it. I like you, Afang, and that won't change because of how you are. If you truly like me, you should know that everything I've done for you before was genuine—it was because of who you are."
With that, he walked out.
She kept her head down, staring at the ground. When she heard the sound of the door opening and closing, something in her chest tightened, like a chain being pulled taut.
Chen Xiaoyi stepped out and was immediately intercepted by Jiang Yan, who raised a hand toward him.
