Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 142: Family Members' Secret Classes
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 213: They Found Us!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 394: Settling Old Scores
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 236: Heartache of the Mechagod, The Last Queen of the Vampires
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 06 Chapter 067.1: King Arthur: Excalibur! Part 1
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3708: The Spelling of Disaster
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 11: Dry Duck vs. Dry Duck
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 212: Scrape All Of the Martial Arts Legacies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 705- King Ghost Kill
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 868 - Holy City Shaken
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 704- We do our own thing
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 755: The Cloud Ancestor
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 176 - One Against Five
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 211: A Sword to Curb All Means
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 393: The Rain That Year
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 235.2: What Is the Strongest Human? Tactical Retreat (2)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 10: Augustus and the Sultana
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 210: Trump Card
Song Shiyu never thought that Ji Fanyin would reject him.
No, to be more exact, he did consider the possibility of being rejected, but he hadn’t expected Ji Fanyin to be this heartless.
“Wait a moment!” Song Shiyu subconsciously stood up and attempted to grab Ji Fanyin’s arm, only for the latter to swiftly dodge his hand.
“Haven’t you already said what you wanted to?” asked Ji Fanyin with raised eyebrows. There was a haughty look on her face, giving her a completely different air from before.
This was not the Ji Fanyin he knew.
Song Shiyu couldn’t tell if the one he was unable to let go of was the Ji Fanyin who liked him or the heartless Ji Fanyin in front of him. All he knew was that he couldn’t let Ji Fanyin leave right now.
There were so many words bubbling in his chest, but some kind of mysterious force stifled everything in his throat, making him incapable of words. In the end, he could only mutter, “Are we… still friends?”
“Of course not,” replied Ji Fanyin in bewilderment. “We weren’t friends in the past, we aren’t friends now, and we’ll never be friends.”
“So, I’m just… someone whom you used to like?”
“You’re a fi… client. A client.”
Song Shiyu didn’t pay much attention to Ji Fanyin’s abrupt change in terms. He racked his brain for the correct words to remedy the situation. “I know that I’ve done a lot of overboard things to you in the past, but from now on…”
“You’ll change?—Is that what you’re going to say? That has nothing to do with me.” Ji Fanyin picked up her bag and flung it behind her. “Song Shiyu, I’ll repeat those words one last time. The person who liked you is already dead. You’ll never see her again. Do you get it now?”
Her words were so calm and soft that they sounded disparaging.
“Don’t say that you're in love with me. That’s the most hilarious and revolting thing that could come out of your mouth right now.”
The shocked Song Shiyu staggered backward and bumped into his chair.
This was too much for him to bear. Even though he knew that it was just a metaphorical expression, for some reason, it felt like the
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