Her lips curled in obvious sarcasm, "Oh really, nothing happened?"
Lu Yanhe looked at her, feeling an inexplicable panic.
Even though he believed he had a clear conscience, he still couldn't stand her bit of sarcasm.
After some thought, he finally decided to confess the last secret he hadn't told her, "There's only one thing I haven't told you, but I want you to listen to my explanation."
At this point, he no longer wanted to hide anything from Su Jia.
Now that everything was out in the open, and they've argued enough, he didn't want it to continue this way.
He remembered one night at the bar, drinking heavily until he was dead drunk, and it was Wen Xi who took him home.
That night, in his drunken haze, he mistook Wen Xi for Su Jia.
But even though he drank too much, he clearly remembered that nothing really happened between him and Wen Xi.
Still, if he insisted that nothing happened between them, it would seem too heartless, dismissing the years she had spent by his side.
