"The word 'hate' was truly uttered by Lian Yun with all the courage she had mustered, and after she said it, she lowered her head.
How torturous must it be to ask the person you like if they hate you?
Lian Yun was still standing there with her head lowered, waiting for Ling Yuxuan's answer.
Perhaps for Lian Yun, the time before Ling Yuxuan would respond was the most unbearable.
This period was not short because right after Lian Yun finished speaking, Ling Yuxuan immediately thought of how impatient he was when she first started following him, and how many unpleasant things he had said.
Indeed, he had once said he hated her constant bothering.
At that time, he didn't think much of it, how hurtful such a statement could be to someone who liked him, or even, that this was trampling over someone's feelings.
Ling Yuxuan was accustomed to speaking his mind without restraint, unconcerned with how much hurt his words could cause.
But, that was in the past.
