The truth?
Just hearing those two words, Xiao Chen felt a bitterness, a pain, a sting in his heart.
What the truth was, he knew better than anyone. He truly believed that if he helped her just that once, relieved her of her hatred, she might have a moment of awakening. But in the end, he was terribly wrong.
His face was tightly drawn, his thin lips pressed firmly together, and the veins on his forehead pulsed slightly. He closed his eyes, not knowing how much effort it took to suppress his anger. He still said nothing, just reached out again to grab Ling Yunshu's hand, wanting to take her away from here.
Ling Yunshu was also full of anger. Xiao Chen had always been on her side; even if he didn't help her, he wouldn't stop her. However, now he was angry with her, furious even, and was trying to stop her.
