Qiao Lian widened her eyes and looked at him confusedly.
Her wronged expression only irritated him even more!
He narrowed his eyes and stared deeply into hers.
All the shame and hate that he had experienced eight years ago had sparked a notion within him—he wanted nothing more than to strangle her.
That way, he could settle things once and for all.
However, as he looked at her elongated neck, he could not bear to take action.
He thought of the time when she was being mistreated by the servants. Only then did he realize that he could not bear to watch her get hurt.
Only he knew of the depth of his love for her.
However, this deep love he had was not worth a single penny in her eyes. To her, it was part of the artificiality of the Internet.
He was such a proud man. Yet, he had given away his love to someone who would trample all over it.