Jiang Xue clutched the railing. The wind on the rooftop was strong, blowing her hair into disarray.
Hearing Nangong Yaoling's words, a slight triumphant smile flashed in her eyes, hidden by her black hair.
She turned to look at Nangong Yaoling, furrowing her brows and pointing at him in agitation: "Don't come closer! Or I'll jump!"
Nangong Yaoling gritted his teeth and urged, "Please, stop this! Okay? I'm already here, what more do you want?"
Jiang Xue's eyes reddened, and she cried, "You don't care about me at all! Everything you said was a lie! Didn't you say you wanted a divorce? Why did you attend the press conference? Do you want to announce to the world that you dumped me?"
"That's not true!" Nangong Yaoling hastily said, "I had no choice! It's all my fault. Please, come down, okay?"
As he spoke, he tried to slowly approach her.
Jiang Xue raised an eyebrow and looked at him: "Really? Are you truly forced into this?"
Nangong Yaoling nodded: "Of course!"
