Tang Yuzhou curled his lips, "I just want to test how much genuine affection he still has for you."
"And after the test?"
"Stimulate him a bit, make him proactive, and then you two can reconcile," Tang Yuzhou said matter-of-factly, "Su Jiajia, you should really thank me."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Su Jia couldn't help but curse, "Which eye of yours sees him getting stimulated?"
It was the truth; Lu Yanhe indeed showed no sign of being bothered.
From beginning to end, he never considered her significant.
"Since that's the case, it only proves..."
Tang Yuzhou's voice lowered, sounding like a mix of emotion and a sigh, "You're no longer in his heart."
After speaking, he slammed the gas pedal, and the car quickly merged into the bustling traffic.
...
The night was as dark as ink.
Su Jia and Tang Yuzhou sat at the bar, occasionally exchanging a few words.
Both of them were emotionally indifferent, as if faced with a peaceful landscape.
