His inconsistent attitude made Jiang Feiran not turn a corner.

"Huh?"

Regret, regret what?

Xie Lingjun looked down at her with a blank look, his brows furrowed, stupid, this can't be answered.

Like an emperor who has won a crusade against the rebels, he looked at her with an unstoppable gaze: "I ask you, do you regret betraying me?"

He was very tall, and Jiang Feiran had to look up at his proud and flamboyant face.

The light poured down from the top of his head, and most of his face was hidden in shadow, making his eyes darker and darker. And in the depths of those deep pupils, there seemed to be a fire, little by little, as if to burn her.

And the large shadow he cast fell on her face, like the shadow he had left in her life, and she couldn't help but look back at their past.

Regret it?

Jiang Feiran looked at it in a daze for a while, opened his lips wordlessly, and shook his head.

divorced him, she never regretted it.

The fire in the man's eyes seemed to be completely ignited, and his chest rose and fell violently.

Divorce him for that man, don't regret it?

Very good!

He grabbed her chin and gritted his teeth and said, "That man obviously abandoned you, you don't regret it, I want to know, that person, what is worthy of your liking!"

Jiang Feiran's jaw ached, her eyebrows furrowed, she pursed her lips, and said, "Xie Lingjun, I don't understand what you have to be angry about, it has nothing to do with you." I'm not here to pester you, what are you struggling with. ”

"You-" Xie Lingjun seemed to be beaten and became even more angry. But this fire gave him nowhere to vent, and he scurried up and down in his chest, eager to strangle her.

He suddenly sneered, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Or do you say that even if you love the wrong person, you can only carry it and not admit it?"

His hot breath was in her ears, and Sen's cold voice hit her eardrum, Jiang Feiran resisted his posture and tensed up.

"Do I regret it or not, does it matter to you?"

"Or will you be able to let me go as long as I admit to regretting it?"

The distance between the two was too close, and as soon as she turned her head, her cheek was brought to his lips, and she brushed it gently.

The soft touch made her feel excited, and she looked at him calmly.

For Xie Lingjun, the gentle stroke was like a feather brushing on the tip of his heart, itchy but unable to scratch.

He stared at her lips, then moved up to her eyes, calm, flat. Then, the little ripple in his heart disappeared.

A thought popped into his mind: what was he pestering her so for?

Is it just for her own male self-esteem? If she admits that she regrets it, he won't be guilty of it?

And then what?

Xie Lingjun straightened his waist, looked at her coldly, and spit out two categorical words with his thin lips opening and closing: "No." ”

She did something wrong, let him be humiliated, and he could not forgive her in any way!

Jiang Feiran smiled and said, "So, since that's the case, there is no need for the two of us to be so entangled." ”

She took out the knotted book she wrote down from her pocket, handed it to Xie Lingjun and said, "It is very clear that we have nothing to do with each other from now on." My obligation is only to keep your secret. ”