"Is my attitude really that hard for you to understand?"
Shi Yaoguang looked at Quan Sicheng, who seemed to prefer a swift death, and asked the question she was curious about.
Quan Sicheng wore an expression as though he had suffered the greatest humiliation, "We clearly had an agreement before, and you promised me, why didn't you keep your word? I originally thought that no amount of money could sway you, given our feelings for each other."
"Hmm." Shi Yaoguang stroked her chin and measured him up with a mocking smile, "When you questioned me, did you ever ponder one thing?"
"What thing?"
Shi Yaoguang curled her lips, her smile taunting, "You think I would not be easily swayed, yet you were the one to waver first."
"I did not!" Quan Sicheng would say anything rather than admit it.
However, just because he refused to admit it, it did not mean it never happened.
Shi Yaoguang directly expressed her thoughts, "Even if you don't admit it, it doesn't change the fact."
