Ye Qilan's face slightly changed, he reiterated: "I'll say it again, the woman who was with me that night was you, not this Liu Qingyin. You should have seen Liu Qingyin's true colours by now; she and Liu Yuan have long been in cahoots, probably gloating over our troubles from wherever they're hiding."
He took hold of Su Hongxing's delicate hand once again.
She struggled, but could not pull free, her annoyance growing.
Ye Qilan held Su Hongxing's hand even more tightly, speaking seriously: "You know how hard it was for us to be together. So many people want to separate you and me, if we really break up, wouldn't that be just what they want? Therefore, even if it's pretense, we need to put on a show for others to see. We have to let those who plot against us know, no matter what they do, they can't break us apart."
A faint glint flashed in his eyes.
Even falsehood could become reality if sustained long enough.
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