Qiao Yaoran really had wanted to say these words for a long time, and he finally spoke them in front of her.
"Unfair?" Anqi sneered, "What's so unfair about it? Just because he's making an effort, you think I'm heartless, and so I should do what each of you thinks I should? Even if I didn't love him, let alone if I did, wouldn't I still have the right to choose whether to be with him or not?"
Anqi glared at him, "Also, Brother Yaoran, I know saying this might make me seem cold, but I think this is reality. I've made it very clear to him that it was his choice to do this, does it really have anything to do with me? Don't force me to respond just because his actions moved you. I'm sorry, but I can't do that."
It had to be said, her words were indeed extremely cold.
Yet Qiao Yaoran heard a certain reasonableness in them.
"If there's nothing else, may I go now?"
