Qiao Yin couldn't help but retort, "I'm not jealous. Don't flatter yourself."
Lu Lingche rested his chin on her forehead. "Huh, okay, you're not jealous. It's me who's jealous."
This time, Qiao Yin was at a loss for words to hurt him. He had hurt himself.
She had thought that telling him that she liked Gu Jing would drive him away, make him loathe her. She hadn't expected him to cling to her even more tightly.
Qiao Yin was rather vexed. "Lu Lingche, what do you want for you to let go of me? I don't want to maintain this kind of relationship with you. It's exhausting and unnecessary."
"Maintain what kind of relationship?"
"This ambiguous relationship!"
"What's ambiguous about it?"
"The way you're holding me right now is unclear!"
"Then become my girlfriend, that would clear things up."
Qiao Yin frowned. "I can't be your girlfriend. What I want is for you to let me go, for us to become strangers."