The affection and sincerity she poured into her were no less than his.
But, what can they do? What can they do?
From the moment she lay under Rong Beiming, she was no longer worthy of pure love. The funny thing is that she is still entangled in Rong Beiming's feelings, which is so shameful.
It turns out that she is such a disgusting woman. At this moment, I really want something to fall from the sky and crush her to death, maybe it will be over.
"Nian En, look into my eyes and tell me that you don't love me anymore..." Ding Ziqian pulled away her hand covering her mouth, which was covered with tears that made him feel distressed.
In the past, it was rare to see her cry. She loved to laugh, and her smile was like a blooming flower. It bloomed in the deepest place in his heart.
His vision was also a little blurry, and he blinked hard. This face was clearly engraved in his heart and he could not forget it.
"Nian En," his hand was still holding her wrist, his voice choked with sobs.
Yu Nianen shook his head vigorously, not daring to look at him.
His tears fell on her hands, which were extremely hot, and the skin seemed to be branded with marks one after another.
"Nian En, you feel heartbroken for me, isn't it because you still love me? I really don't mind who you have been with, because I love you, and this love lasts forever."
"Zi Qian..."
"You should know that the way he treated Shuyi proves that he is not a good person."
"What did you say? Shuyi...what did Shuyi tell you?"
"Shuyi dropped out of school."
"Dropped out? Shuyi dropped out of school?" Yu Nianen's heart stung, and his mind was in chaos.
For a while, they didn't continue talking.
"Let her go!" At this time, a man's voice as cold as ice came from the stairs, shattering the tranquility between them.
Yu Nianen turned his head and saw Rong Beiming's handsome face with deep eyebrows. His eyes were fixed on her wrist angrily.
Behind him stood a group of well-dressed men, including school leaders, and... She recognized one of them as Uncle Nan, who donated a teaching building to the college and sent students to study abroad.
Rong Beiming walked towards them slowly, and those people stopped and looked over.
Yu Nianen shook her hand but did not shake off Ding Ziqian. She did not want to anger Rong Beiming at this time, because she was afraid of ruining Ding Ziqian's opportunity to go abroad.
"Zi Qian," she struggled again and stood up.
Rong Beiming walked over and lowered his head to look at their joined hands. This was his woman. He didn't want other men to take another look at her.
Ding Ziqian actually dared to hold her hand and not let go. Her body could only be his, and no man could touch it.
Suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was so cold that it made people's hearts tremble.
The moment his smile faded, he punched Ding Ziqian in the face.
Ding Ziqian staggered back, letting go and covering his face.
"What are you doing?" Yu Nianen exclaimed, glared at Rong Beiming fiercely, walked over and helped Ding Ziqian, "Ziqian, are you okay?"
Ding Ziqian touched the corner of his mouth, and a trace of blood stained his fingers.
"Come here!" Rong Beiming stared at Yu Nian'en closely, with fire in his eyes, "Don't force me to break his fingers."
Yu Nianen looked at him blankly. None of the men behind him dared to step forward to stop him, including the school leaders.