Leng Youchen's gaze chilled. This was the second time tonight he had heard her say the words "break up." It was like touching his sore spot. The man's handsome face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He couldn't understand why women always want to bring up breaking up when they're angry.
Could breaking up really solve the problem?
"When did I admit that? I thought..." He thought she had found out he was the masked man, that his leg was fine. Damn, it turned out that was not the case at all.
"What did you think? Could it be that apart from this, you're still hiding things from me?" Wei Anning stared at him.
Leng Youchen was momentarily choked up. She was so quick to react to this matter; why didn't she show such quick-wittedness with other things?
"Madam, would you rather believe the instigation of an insignificant person than trust me?" Leng Youchen's eyes dimmed. Speaking of trust, had he ever truly trusted her?
