Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
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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