"The real you..." Connor Wen's breath was unstable: "Who knows which one is the real you? Every time I thought I knew you well, you would slap me in the face with your actions. Even if, even if you are real now, I will not like this you. I liked Ethan Luo before. He was gentle and delicate, smart and sunny. Although he did some outrageous things, he was willing to admit his mistakes and correct them. The most important thing is that he valued me, liked me, and relied on me. That Ethan Luo is dead in my heart." After Connor Wen finished speaking, he felt that his heart was bleeding, and his voice trembled: "You? I don't know you."
"I value you, like you, and depend on you. Yes, I said I don't know what love is, but you are the only one who makes me want to be with you. Not all feelings must be described by a specific word. I am sure that my feelings for you are better than anyone else's."
"You value someone by exploiting and deceiving him?!" Connor Wen's eyes widened.
Ethan Luo looked sad: "One day, I will definitely return all that money to you."
"I don't want any Fcuking money! Money has never been my thing!" Connor Wen felt a surge of anger in his body with nowhere to vent. He turned around and kicked the golf club to the ground. He yelled, "I don't want to waste my time talking to you. Give me the property certificate!" He couldn't stay here any longer and listen to Ethan Luo's more persuasive words. Ethan Luo was very eloquent. He had experienced a lot in the past three years. He had accused Ethan Luo several times, but in the end, it all turned into his own guilt. He had never doubted this strange turn of events. Now, he actually began to sympathize with Ethan Luo again. He had to leave, stay away from Ethan Luo. Since he couldn't trust his own judgment, he would rather hide away to protect himself.
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