The word “mistreated” struck a nerve, and a sudden pang of sorrow tightened in Zhong Xiran’s chest.
For years, no one had ever asked her that. It was as if her feelings simply didn't matter.
But no matter how much it hurt, she could never confide in Huo Xin. She knew her boundaries.
She quickly suppressed the wave of emotion. "I'm not," Zhong Xiran said, her voice flat.
A blatant lie.
Huo Xin’s he
















