"What should I do?"
Xia Ruqing's eyes were red, tears in her eyes.
The voice in her head kept repeating endlessly, she was utterly devastated and simply squatted down on the ground to cry.
"What on earth is going on!"
Zhao Junyao worriedly chased after her, his eyes deeply serious as he placed his hands on her shoulders and spoke solemnly.
"Qingqing, look at me!"
Xia Ruqing looked up, teary-eyed, her eye corners red.
"What do you want?"
"Look into my eyes!" Zhao Junyao reiterated seriously.
Xia Ruqing said nothing and stared at his eyes.
Zhao Junyao asked.
"You hate your mother, don't you?"
Xia Ruqing shook her head instinctively, paused for a moment, then nodded fervently.
"Yes!"
"Then you have no intention of reconciling, is that right?"
Xia Ruqing: "..."
She nervously glanced away, not daring to look anymore.
Zhao Junyao sighed deeply.
"You can't let go, you clearly want to reconcile in your heart!!"
"Qingqing, stop lying to yourself!"
