Zhou Yu seemed like someone who desperately needed others to scold her awake; what she'd heard wasn't enough, and she demanded harsher words.
It was as if just one more slash would break the fragile relationship between her and Liu Yicheng and finally set her free.
"What if Xie Qingci becomes like him? Treats you the way he did me? What would you do?"
Yu Xia: "I'd bury him alive."
Others: "..."
Is that something you can say?
Zhou Yu let out a breath, swallowed awkwardly, and said in a daze, "So he really doesn't like me at all, does he? He's the one who made me this way, so it's reasonable that I can't keep going."
"Stop joking, criticizing him doesn't mean you're blameless," she said bluntly and mercilessly, "Who cares about right and wrong at this point, just break up and cut your losses."
Zhou Yu was speechless.
Zheng Jinjin came over with a few questions, and Lin Shuangyin and Lan Hui were also talking eagerly.
