She called his name, those simple two words seemed to be filled with endless longing and admiration, and of course, resentment, "Did you... fall for Jiayin?"
She had never seen him pamper a woman like this, even though she had been his girlfriend and fiancée for three years.
Sheng Qianchi furrowed his brows even tighter, and a wild grass had grown in his heart; he knew that if he didn't chase after Gu Jiayin promptly, she certainly wouldn't wait for him.
"That's not your concern, just remember what I told you."
His words were that he still owed her a favor, and if she ever needed help, she could still come to him.
But as clever as Qin Yishu was, she would never waste such a chance recklessly. It was her only way to get close to him again, so she only spoke of love, not of favors, "Qianchi, I've tried, but I can't forget you."
She lowered her eyes, seemingly with countless grievances weighing down her brow.
