Li Qiyu's voice sounded blocked, and she said in a low voice, "I know when you're angry, you speak without thinking and say things you'll later regret. I won't take it to heart. I didn't tell you my identity last night, and I am responsible for that, but does it really matter? You brought me back because I am Li Qiyu, didn't you? Whether I am her, or she is me, we are one and the same person. We've been intimate so many times, why are you so upset this time?"
"Don't think you understand me so well, who do you think you are?" Bo Yeyuan said furiously, "You are not her, and you'll never be her! You're not worthy of being her, not even a toe can compare!"
Bringing her back was just so he could keep waiting for her return.
Li Qiyu felt strangled, completely unable to speak.
