"…" Xu Su was rendered speechless again by his implication. "I really didn't… with Xi—"
"No need to explain," Zhou Mochen said with a slight smile. "I said I don't mind, so I don't mind. I'm the one who made a mistake. It's okay if you want to get back at me. I'll accept it. Just don't do it again."
He was acting like the picture of a magnanimous partner—the type to say, 'It's fine, as long as you know to come home'—and it made Xu Su grit her teeth in anger.
'So magnanimous of him…'
'What a huge change. Before, I couldn't even mention Xi Zirong's name. Now he thinks I've slept with him, and he can actually accept it?'
'I slept with someone else, and he can actually accept it!'
'Those words came directly from Zhou Mochen's mouth!'
Three months ago, she wouldn't have dared to even imagine this.
'He's supposed to be a paranoid madman!'
'What kind of psychological transformation did he go through these past three months to become like this?!'
