"Now, in front of me, tell Shanshan that you don't love her, that you love me. Let her give up!"
Han Chengchi furrowed his brows fiercely, feeling that Gu Enen's demand was somewhat excessive. Gu Lanshan hadn't even confessed her feelings; saying those words would be too hurtful to someone's self-esteem.
"What's the matter? Can't say it?" When a woman falls into the troubles of love, unable to extricate herself, and cannot see the truth, she will only feel that her own thoughts are right. At this moment, that was exactly how Gu Enen felt. She wasn't a bad person; she just couldn't find an excuse to absolve Han Chengchi and herself of blame. She hadn't stopped looking for one, always searching, but she couldn't find it. That's why she had reached the point of breakdown now: "Or is it that you can't bear to say it?"
