"Su Liuying, do you think I can still trust the words of a woman who is full of lies?"
Feeling the soft body of the woman pressing against him from behind, Quan Tianyou remained unmoved, only responding coldly with a sentence that mercilessly drove Su Liuying's heart into the depths.
He had already labeled her as a woman full of lies, so no matter how much she explained, he wouldn't believe her words anymore, would he?
Tears flowed unchecked down Su Liuying's face, her cheek against Quan Tianyou's back, and he could even feel the dampness seeping through. His hand unconsciously tightened into a fist.
She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, sniffed hard, and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Tianyou, I've never regretted loving you!"
Su Liuying's words caused Quan Tianyou's body to stand there slightly stiffly. Her love, could he trust it again?
