Whose Fault Is It?
Editor: Atlas Studios
The difference between loving and not loving… was that the person—who was loving—was in a hurry to show him love, and yet the person who didn't feel the same wished she would disappear forever.
She put down the pen and stood up, her curved eyelashes flickering gently. They were finally over. She turned around and walked towards her room. No, this was no longer her room.
It would belong to another woman in the future—as long as they didn't consider the place she resided in as dirty.
"I said it before. You can't take away anything that belongs to the Chu family." Chu Lui spoke out from behind her, but she didn't stop walking. She opened the door, then closed it, and walked out again. She only had one piece of clothing on her, and she didn't bring anything else.
Chu Lui still stood there, eyeing her with cold eyes like radar… as if checking to see if she really did not take anything that belonged to the Chu family.