I don't care at all whether you give up or not!
The man's words were spoken with conviction, but does he really not care as he claims?
If he didn't care, why is he so angry, and even... sad?
Mu Yiliang bit her lip hard upon hearing what he said; unexpectedly, her first feeling was heartache!
He is sick, very seriously sick, but now, no one can save him, not even her.
On the contrary, because he cares too much about her, her presence might only provoke him.
Perhaps the sadness in Mu Yiliang's eyes was too apparent, Yan Sijue's expression became even more rigid.
"Are you worrying about him that much?" His voice was extremely hoarse, "Do you believe me if I really throw him into the sea to feed the fish?"
Mu Yiliang smiled faintly, "Yan Sijue, if I say I really like him, do you believe it?"
His expression changed suddenly, he took a swift step forward, grabbed her chin forcing her to look up, his voice hoarse and hurtful, "What did you say?"
