Xin Xiaozhen's tone carried a calm detachment, utterly different from the obsessive entanglement of the past. "Whether you're Lun Sui or Yu Chenxi, these past two days are unforgettable to me. I'm very thankful to you, but also deeply sorry. Before, I mistook you for someone else, which led to me doing things I shouldn't have. I won't bother you again."
After finishing her words, she turned as if preparing to leave.
Lun Sui's expression darkened as he stared at the woman's cold and graceful figure. On his handsome face, a trace of fierceness emerged: "Stop!"
Xin Xiaozhen turned back to look at him, no longer reacting with joy like she had before, every time he called her. Now, her demeanor was icy, like facing a stranger.
But only she herself knew how much effort it had taken to hypnotize herself into appearing so composed.
