Jin Sisi said nothing and walked straight away, but before she had taken a few steps, Jing Yan's voice sounded behind her again.
"Sisi, do you really know whether Su Mo loves you or is possessive of you?"
Jin Sisi's footsteps paused, her face became paler and paler, her teeth bit her lower lip, and then she slowly uttered a few words.
"I understand."
Then, she still left resolutely.
Jing Yan stood there, watching her back getting further and further away until she disappeared. He gently curled his lips and smiled silently and sadly.
Jin Sisi did not go back to the lounge. She quietly walked out of the Imperial Building through the secret passage.
The reporters had all dispersed, and no one dared to stare at her and say anything bad about her. Only the fans who were still angry were left, screaming for Su Mo.
She mingled in the crowd and looked at the big signs held up by the fans, the long horizontal bars pulled up, and the oversized words on them, all of which were condemning her.
She was said to be a playboy, said that she was stepping on both sides of the aisle, and said that she was sorry for Su Mo's affection.
She looked at it and suddenly laughed, until tears overflowed from her eyes.
The happiness she once had seemed to have turned into the ferocious and broken one now, eroding her heart one by one.
How could she and Su Mo get to this point?
We have reached the point where we hurt each other, are suspicious of each other, and distrust each other.
Obviously everything was fine, and before returning to China, she could still excitedly plan with him where they wanted to go on their honeymoon. She had worked for such a long time, so she still needed to have a good rest.
He also smiled softly and mysteriously told her that he would give her a surprise when she came back!
They even talked about their new home, how it would be decorated, how many rooms it would have, what furniture it would have, and how it would be furnished.
Su Mo also told her that for her wedding dress, he invited the most famous wedding dress designer in the world to design the most unique wedding dress for her, and wanted her to become the most beautiful bride in the world.
That kind of happiness seemed to be still in front of her eyes, but when she reached out and touched it, it was shattered instantly, leaving only a lot of embarrassment.
How ridiculous.
Jing Yan asked her just now whether Su Mo loved her or was possessive of her. She didn't know clearly.
At that moment, her heart was really confused.
She should definitely choose the first answer.
But she couldn't answer Jing Yan's question decisively.
If there is really love between her and Su Mo, then why is their love so fragile?
But if not...
No! Absolutely impossible!
Su Mo loved her, and she could no longer doubt his sincerity.
He is hurting her by saying such words now just because he is angry. He will not stop loving her.
Whether Su Mo loves her or not, she herself is the most qualified person to speak. She can feel it. She can't doubt that he doesn't love her at all just because there is a little contradiction. That would be unfair to him.
But in his head, another picture suddenly entered his mind.
In the church that should have belonged to them, Su Mo and Biyu stood together. Biyu was disheveled and had shocking marks all over her body. She pitifully told about the love between her and Su Mo, while Su Mo stood aside coldly.