"Meng Xi, you don't even know what I truly want." Li Zhiyuan looked towards Shen Qianshu, his gaze gentle and light. "I like her, but I don't necessarily have to own her. Can you see her smile? How blissful, how confident. She would have lost this kind of smile and confidence by my side."
Lu Mengxi laughed coldly. "I would never have expected for you to be a hopeless romantic."
Li Zhiyuan said, "The Lu Family is already unstable. Don't seek any more trouble. You should stop where it's appropriate. If you know that you will never get someone that you like, then there should be a limit. It's like doing business; you need to know where to stop the loss. If you keep chasing blindly, it is alright even if you compensate until your family becomes bankrupt. A broken home, that is your sin.
Lu Mengxi's heart chilled, and there was a sense of paralyzing fear as if someone had run electricity down her spine.