Jiang Yeqing was stunned.
He looked in disbelief at the woman who was staring at him impassively. "What?"
"I said, let's break up." Bo Chengcheng glanced at him expressionlessly.
Jiang Yeqing's expression darkened. "Have you taken an interest to that gigolo?"
Bo Chengcheng seemed a little impatient. "What has it got to do with him? If you want to malign someone, you should at least get your facts right. What's the point of putting the blame on him?"
"Who is it that?"
"I'm tired of it," Bo Chengcheng said coldly. "We've been together for so long, I'm tired of it."
"Tell me the truth!"
"Isn't that honest enough?" Bo Chengcheng sneered. "What's the truth then? That I'm in love with someone else? I'm having an affair? I'm with another man? I'm too busy with my career to be in a relationship?"
