Shen Congjun saw that her attitude now was vastly different from before, with a melancholic expression and words of desolation, "Tongtong, are you blaming me, so you won't even look at me?"
"Blame? You no longer have the right!" Ji Niandong had a faint smile on her face, as if looking at a stranger, "To me now, you're nothing but an insignificant person, a passerby whose character I find questionable. Do you think I want to say anything to you? You've already fulfilled your wish by joining Yi Tai, what more do you want?"
In the past, she was always gentle and, at times, would be embarrassed to make a joke. But now, she's so sharp and cold, making Shen Congjun feel uneasy and at a loss for what to do. He reached out to grab her but then withdrew his hand, "Tongtong, I was wrong, can't you forgive me? Think about five years ago, when you had a car accident, who took care of you day and night, who worked hard to support you and your uncle?"
