"What are you doing?" Lu Tian Tian came to her senses, pushing his hand away: "Rong Zi Chen, we're not that close."
"Tian Tian, I know you are angry, but there's really nothing going on between me and Xia Moer."
Rong Zi Chen felt both joy and sorrow: joyful because Tian Tian was jealous, sorrowful because Tian Tian kept ignoring him.
"What you have with Xia Moer, I don't know and I don't want to know. Now give me back my necklace." The words that Lu Tian Tian icily spat out caught Rong Zi Chen off guard.
"Tian Tian." Rong Zi Chen looked into Lu Tian Tian's eyes, his expression visibly hurt.
"Rong Zi Chen, we are just friends, nothing more. So whatever you have with other women, it's none of my business."
Looking at his wounded eyes, Lu Tian Tian's heart ached, but she still forced the words out.
"Tian Tian, it's only you who I like." Rong Zi Chen held her hand, confessing with sincerity.
"Enough."
Lu Tian Tian's downcast eyes couldn't hide her heartache.