The cold words made Xiao Ye frown. He had always thought that this woman liked him. Otherwise, why would she be so shaken and lost in love when he kissed her?
It turned out that it was all his wishful thinking. She hated him.
He was such a proud Xiao Ye. How could he tolerate the disgust of others? Of course, he wouldn't even put his face on her cold butt.
He suddenly let go of her, "Don't regret saying this."
After saying that, he strode away without looking back.
Seeing his back as he walked further and further away, Tong Wenya's tears welled up in her eyes. She clearly hated him so much that she had achieved her goal. His pride was so strong that he would definitely not look for her in the future. She should be happy. What was she crying for?
But the tears could not be controlled. They fell one by one.