Chapter 100 He Doesn't Love Me (12)

  "Okay, see you at '85°C Bakery Cafe' near your place at 1 pm."

  "Alright."

  It's just past 10 o'clock, I quickly got up to wash and dress, finished breakfast and put the used plates and teacups in the sink. Auntie said that Father and Cheng Auntie went out early, and Xia Muju just took out his badminton racket and left too.

  I put on some light makeup, grabbed a small bag and told Auntie "see you later for dinner", changed my shoes and went out the door. Just as I turned around and walked out of the iron gate, I was suddenly blinded by flashing lights that came out of nowhere, and I didn't know where these people came from.

  Tick-tock. Tick-tock.

  The continuous sound of the shutter made me realize that someone was taking a sneak shot, I quickly waved my hand to block the lens and cried out for help, "Come on! Come on!"

  "Miss Xia, hello! I'm a host from SCTV. I'd like to ask: has the engagement between the Xia and Han families been truly cancelled?"

  Suddenly a microphone was thrust in front of me, leaving me at a loss. Under the microphone was the logo of SCTV. I shook my head and asked, "Why are you surrounding the entrance to my home?"

  "Miss Xia, last night there were eyewitnesses who saw Mr. Han and supermodel Xiao Huili entering a restaurant together, and then the two of them went into a hotel together until this morning. I'd like to ask, has your love really come to an end?"

  "What do you want to say?" I was really angry, covering the camera lens with one hand and glaring, "None of your business! It has nothing to do with you!"

  Shaking off their entanglement, I successfully hailed a taxi and got in. As I opened the door, I saw that there was an unread message on my phone.

  Let's break up.

  Sender: Han Sheng

  Drip, drip. A teardrop fell on the screen, I couldn't believe this, quickly "beep" pressed the keyboard, heard a long "da... da...", after a while, the other party answered the phone.

  "Hey, Han Sheng, what does your message mean?" I choked out, trying to make the sentence coherent.

  "Vivian..." Han Sheng called out my name, as if sighing something. He said, "Let's break up. I don't love you."

  "Yes, is that so." At this time I was already in tears, and as I wiped away the overflowing tears on my face, I questioned, "Is this your reason? What about what you said before, was it just a game of love?"

  "No, it's not... Just, I don't love you... Okay, sorry..."

  Beep beep beep...

  My phone has been hung up and I'm already unable to calm down, it seems like I'm hysterically dialing his number over and over again, but all I get is the same response.

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