Ji Sitian's eyes were filled with despair. She looked at Wang Xiuyi, her lips trembling, and couldn't say a single word.
"The Young Master is married. It's been three years, and his wife is the daughter of a bank's president. He can't possibly divorce his wife for you! " Although reality was cruel, it was surely an even greater tragedy to remain in the dark.
"No, he …" He didn't say, he said he liked me... " Ji Sitian's tears fell unceasingly. She felt wronged to death. Could it be that all these words were fake just to lie to her?
Young Master does like you. He has never been so interested in a woman before, but you should know that a woman's heart can't be given to a man so easily." Wang Xiuyi was older than her by more than ten years. Looking at her helpless and miserable appearance, it was as if a knife was stabbing into her heart.
"Make him tell me himself!" "He has to tell me himself! Otherwise I won't believe anything! "