Shen Yi scoffed. After a moment, he realized the girl riding her bike beside him had grown very quiet, and his heart sank.
'Xiao Jiao doesn't think I'm a bad person with a vile temper, does she?'
'But I am. I don't want to be the only one struggling in the mud while Chen Feng lives so well. That's why I want to rip the mask of hypocrisy from Li Xiaomei's face, to make Chen Feng see that the mother he cherishes so much has always been someone else's mistress.'
But Shen Yi didn't want Qin Jiao to hate him for it.
'I've tried so hard in this life, all for the hope that Xiao Jiao would, little by little, come to like me and make up for the regrets of my past life.'
When they reached her gate, Shen Yi quickly jumped off his bike and grabbed onto Qin Jiao's handlebars. His long eyelashes were lowered, and he seemed shrouded in a profound sadness.
"Qin Jiao, do you think I'm a bad person? Are you going to ignore me from now on?"
