Dai Chukong seemed to have been woken up by a stick and shivered.
She looked at Qi Bufan in shock.
Qi Bufan saw her reaction and knew that he was right. He smiled helplessly. "Chukong…"
Dai Chukong seemed to have suffered a heavy blow. Her face was as pale as death. "…Yes." She gritted her teeth and said in pain, "I love you like this. I hate you like this too."
The Qi Bufan she loved would never belong to him.
Dai Chukong had already held back her tears, but when she realized that she really could not be with Qi Bufan in this lifetime, she could not help but cry on Qi Bufan's knee again.
Qi Bufan lowered his gaze and looked at her crying figure on his lap.
When he heard her sobbing, his heart ached. If the man who made Dai Chukong suffer was someone else, he would definitely run up and slap that man a few times.
However, that person had to be himself.
