How others perceive him, it has nothing to do with him.
"It doesn't matter, I'm not blaming you either."
He and Xiahe just knew each other since they were young, to him, Xiahe was just a little sister from a neighbor's family he hadn't seen in years.
"I've met your requests, so study hard at Briton University from now on."
Xiahe saw him lift his leg, and suddenly tears welled up, choking back as she grabbed his sleeve, "Brother, are you angry?"
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that about you. I really didn't mean it, I just hope you and Mr. Cui can reconcile."
The girl's fair cheeks turned red from crying, tears hanging from her lashes, her sadness so genuine.
However, he detachedly pulled her hand away, distancing from her, his once warm eyes now cold as he stared at her like a stranger, "Xiahe. Why did you choose to have lunch at Bolai?"
Xiahe abruptly lifted her head, startled and halting her cries, her tear-filled eyes flustered, her lips slightly trembling.
"I..."
