Xia Ye’s tone was calm.
It was as if he was just recounting an ordinary fact.
But for Lu Yinxing, it was completely unacceptable.
Up till now, Lu Yinxing still found it hard to believe.
Lu Yinxing said, "What do you an, fake, what’s fake supposed to an?"
Xia Ye seed to have no patience either.
He walked to his bed and took out a phone from under the pillow.
Then he directly tossed the phone to Lu Yinxing: "See for yourself."
Lu Yinxing held the phone, the screen wasn’t locked.
Lu Yinxing quickly navigated through it.
And she opened WeChat, shockingly seeing...
Lu Yinxing’s fingers began to tremble.
She still couldn’t believe it.
It turned out everything was fake, all deceit, all a program set up by Xia Ye.
The "night" who chatted with her for months was fake.
It was simply a newly registered fake WeChat account.
And the one orchestrating all of this behind the scenes was Xia Ye.
That ant, when countless nights Lu Yinxing eagerly anticipated a ssage from her idol.
Actually, the person ssaging her lived right across from her.
She cautiously probed countless tis, shared her stories with her idol countless tis, rejoiced countless tis over a few words from him, but it was all fake, she was rely chatting with Xia Ye.
Lu Yinxing’s body couldn’t help but start trembling.
For the first ti, Lu Yinxing lost her temper at Xia Ye.
She furiously hurled the phone in her hand against the wall until it was smashed to pieces.
Lu Yinxing scread at Xia Ye: "Xia Ye, how could you deceive like this, you basically think I’m the world’s biggest fool, I hate you!"
For the first ti, Lu Yinxing uttered the words "I hate you" to Xia Ye.
Lu Yinxing’s eyes were red, and her tears were uncontrollable.
After saying that, Lu Yinxing slamd the door and left.
Followed by the sound of a heavy door closing.
Even Xia Yangyang and Gu Qichen, who had just co upstairs, heard it.
They walked to Xia Ye’s room, only to find broken phone parts scattered on the floor.
Xia Yangyang asked with great concern: "What happened, what exactly happened?"
Xia Ye’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed.
Xia Yangyang had never seen her son with such an ominous expression.
Xia Yangyang asked a few more questions, but Xia Ye seed unwilling to speak.
Gu Qichen pulled Xia Yangyang out of the room.
Based on his understanding of his son, right now, he should want so quiet.
Lu Yinxing returned to her room and buried herself in her pillow, sobbing uncontrollably.
How could it be like this?
Hope shattered in an instant.
Those joyful months suddenly beca aningless.
Those countless nights she considered most precious.
It turned out they were all fake.
And for so long, she was like a puppet, manipulated by Xia Ye’s emotions.
Lu Yinxing’s heart couldn’t accept it.
It wasn’t that she couldn’t accept night never appearing in her life.
But she couldn’t accept all of it being an elaborate sche.
All orchestrated by Xia Ye behind the scenes.
Lu Yinxing cried for a long ti, cried until she lost her voice.
But after crying, she lay weakly on the bed.
Lu Yinxing flipped over, staring blankly at the ceiling.
At this mont, she seed to find a bit of calm.
Actually, thinking about it carefully, she realized Xia Ye wasn’t acting out of malice.
Everything was just to motivate her.
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