Chu Zhan froze there, his face burning with pain, but it was completely insignificant compared to the agony erupting in his heart at that moment.
His dark eyes surged with mixed emotions, finally turning into a trace of gloom as he said coldly,
"Shi Nuan, do you know what you're saying?"
Shi Nuan pressed her lips together, her eyes struggling with pain, her lowered hand tightly clenched into a fist, her nails almost digging into her palm.
She forced herself to speak with an indifferent voice,
"Of course I know, I said I hate you. Coach Chu, you are no longer my coach, and I am no longer your student. You have no right to arrange anything for me or pester me anymore. I hope we can be strangers, and neither of us bothers the other?"
Chu Zhan's dark lashes lowered deeply, almost shaking out self-mockery from his chest, "So, you hate me so much, huh? Seems like I've been deluded all this time?"
Shi Nuan's eyes trembled, her lips moved, but she responded in silence.
