Zhou Xingyun said anxiously: "Zixian, you misunderstood. I didn't!"

"Zhou Xingyun, I am just a gangster in the world. I don't know the twists and turns in your young masters in the capital, but I am also a personal person, and my feelings cannot be humiliated lightly!" Su Zixian was so angry that tears rolled in her eyes.

Zhou Xingyun secretly scolded herself for making a big mistake. She couldn't help but kissed her. He didn't care who was facing her. However, she knew that he used to like Xiao Qingqing in the Yin-faced in her heart, so when she realized that she was Yan Qingrui now, she thought he regarded her as a substitute for Xiao Qingqing in the Yin-faced.

So, she felt insulted.

But he really didn't.

He said anxiously and helplessly: "Zixian, listen to me. In my eyes, you are you, and I don't regard you as anyone. Although you are Yan Qingrui now, I know in my heart that you are not her. I am true... How could I treat you as her? I... I used to be confused about feelings and thought I fell in love with her, but later I realized that it was not like, but like you... it was like you!"

His anxious look at a loss and eagerness, his eagerness to explain but incoherent expression made Su Zixian's angry mood slowly calm down.

Except for the first time he saw him, he was detached because of a broken heart. Every time he saw him, he was calm and casual, free and casual. She knew that was what he usually looked like.

He was so helpless and incoherent that he was so anxious that he had never spoken. The anxiety and tension in his eyes were as obvious as he sootheed the anger in Su Zixian's heart.

Su Zixian looked at the red mark on his face. She was so angry that she didn't think much about it. The slap was a little heavy. Her heart was a little confused. She didn't know what to think. She didn't know whether to believe Zhou Xingyun's words or not.

She couldn't sort out her chaotic thoughts.

She admitted that she didn't have any good feelings for Zhou Xingyun, but she always knew that the person in Zhou Xingyun's heart was not her. She didn't want to beg for anything or force anything. It would be nice to be friends with him.

If she was not as good as Yan Qingrui at this moment, Zhou Xingyun would be very happy to say this to her, but she was not.

She couldn't be sure if Zhou Xingyun couldn't help but see this face. Or was it really just because he treated her differently.

Her heart was so chaotic that she didn't know that there were some things in this world that would make her so difficult to judge.

She always thought that things in the world were very simple, to avenge your grudges and not to drag on the mud.

She also always felt that she had to do only two things, to find her father, uncle and relatives, and avenge them.

However, that moonlit night, he saved her, and then something changed quietly.

Just like now, her heart is no longer as simple as revenge and searching for relatives. She seems to have expectations and hope, but she silently suppressed those emotions, because she knows that those expectations and hopes are too unreal.

However, at this moment, Zhou Xingyun was telling her with practical actions that those expectations and hopes seemed to be closer to her!

While she was pressing against the face of his sweetheart.

How do she tell the truth?
Chapter completed!