“I don’t care why you stole your sister’s lover back then. Now, I just need you to say one thing. This person,” Zhang Rong pointed at Song Li, “is there anything else going on between you two?” Fu Xiaotang couldn’t help but look at Song Li, who was also watching her. His eyes were calm and deep, filled only with deep affection like the sea. It seemed he was both expecting her answer and completely indifferent, as if whatever Fu Xiaotang said could not influence or change his will. Fu Xiaotang felt a stabbing pain in her heart. After a long while, she softly and clearly said, “Song Li and I, we are no longer involved.” Zhang Rong was momentarily stunned. These few words seemed to be spat out with pain and tears of blood from this girl. Looking at her, there was a faint glimmer of water in her eyes, with reluctance, desolation, helplessness, and determination all intertwined in an indescribable manner. Deep in Zhang Rong’s heart, something stirred, suddenly recalling a time long, long ago, so long it felt like a past life. There was once someone who looked at him in this way, then turned her head and said with determination, “I have no relation to this person. Let him go. I will marry into the Liu family obediently, live my life, grow old, get sick, and die, never seeing him again.” For a moment, Zhang Rong seemed lost in thought. After a while, he came back to his senses, his brows slightly furrowed, a bit absent-minded, and said to Song Li, “You heard her, what do you say?”
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