Xia Anmian stood by the table, her gaze fixed on Jiang Yi.

Xia Anmian's eyes were red from not sleeping all night.

Her fingers gripped the buttons of her trench coat, her fingertips trembling, and her whole body shivered slightly under the chandelier.

Jiang Yi gripped the chopsticks tightly.

Didn't she already block me? Why is she still here?

How did he know I was here?

But considering that Xia Anmian's family could actually command the head of the Public Security Bureau, it wasn't so surprising.

Regardless of Xia Anmian's purpose in coming, Jiang Yi now felt deeply exhausted.

However, he still raised his head.

He saw Xia Anmian looking travel-worn and saw the thin layer of tears welling up in her eyes, as if they might fall at any moment.

Three days ago, he would probably have felt sorry for her, stood up and reached out to wipe away her tears, and asked her what was wrong and who had bullied her.

But at this moment he sat on the plastic chair, his back against the cold chair back, his fingers resting on the edge of the table, not moving an inch.

He didn't even dare to look at her for too long, only glancing at her for less than two seconds before lowering his head.

His gaze fell on the dish of vinegar on the table that hadn't been cleared away yet, and his eyes kept darting away.

Xia Anmian's lips were trembling.

She waited a few seconds, and seeing that he didn't speak, she took another step forward. The sound of her heels hitting the tiled floor was particularly jarring in the quiet restaurant.

"Speak."

Her voice was a little louder than before, with a slight, barely suppressed tremor.

"Why didn't you answer my calls? I called you more than a dozen times, and you didn't answer a single one. Jiang Yi, look at me when you talk to me."

Jiang Yi still didn't look at her.

His fingers tightened on the edge of the table, then loosened, and then he slowly, very slowly, raised his head to look into her eyes.

His eyes were red, but there were no tears.

"Xia Anmian"

He called her by her full name.

The moment he uttered that name, Xia Anmian's body stiffened almost imperceptibly.

He never called her by her full name.

"Didn't you refuse to answer my calls?"

Jiang Yi's voice was hoarse, but he pronounced each word clearly.

"Your phone is off, I can't get through. I sent you messages, but you didn't reply. Isn't it because you don't want to talk to me?"

Xia Anmian's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

"No—"

Her voice became urgent. She took a step forward and reached out to touch Jiang Yi's shoulder, but Jiang Yi slightly turned to dodge, and her fingertips brushed past the piece of fabric on his shoulder.

"Jiang Yi, I was staying with my grandfather at that time, so I couldn't answer the phone."

Jiang Yi quietly stepped back.

"Then arrest me? The people who arrest me are always your family, aren't they?"

Xia Anmian's body trembled violently.

"Xia Anmian, we've been dating for three years! A full three years! For three whole years, you kept me completely in the dark!"

"You said your family is from a small city in the south, your parents are ordinary wage earners, and you only have 2,000 yuan for living expenses each month. You ride a shared bicycle to eat at the cafeteria every day."

"You've been working on this for over two years."

"You act like an ordinary female college student in front of me every day, and then you can turn around and get the head of the Kyoto Public Security Bureau to arrest me personally, almost killing me?"

"No!" Xia Anmian's voice suddenly rose, and she finally couldn't hold back her tears. "I...I can explain..."

Jiang Yi pretended to be unmoved by Xia Anmian's crying, and shook his head calmly.

"No need, we really aren't a good match!"

"I am indeed out of my league."

"We shouldn't have been together in the first place. These are my parents, they are just ordinary migrant workers, I really am not good enough for you."

As Jiang Yi spoke, he pointed to Zhao Xiujuan and Jiang Dawei, who were standing there stunned.

Zhao Xiujuan sat opposite her, still clutching the lid of the takeout box in her hand, her lips slightly parted, as if someone had pressed the pause button on her whole being.

She basically meant that she understood.

This girl was my son's ex-girlfriend, and then she was kidnapped by my son.

She looked at the wound on her son's face; that wound must have been caused by this.

No wonder he wouldn't tell me no matter how I asked.

She didn't know about Jiang Yi and Xia Anmian's past; all she knew was that her son had indeed been bullied.

"Girl!"

"You saw it yourself, Auntie was the first migrant worker. We're just ordinary people. Please leave my son alone. With your family's wealth, finding someone you like is easy, isn't it?"

Zhao Xiujuan had barely uttered a word when Jiang Dawei stopped her.

Jiang Dawei whispered, "Why are you getting involved in the children's affairs?"

Zhao Xiujuan glared at him, but didn't say anything more. She just silently took out her phone and called the police as soon as she saw that something was wrong.

However, Xia Anmian ignored Zhao Xiujuan.

She stood by the table, tears streaming silently down her face, which resembled a windowpane soaked by rain.

She looked at Jiang Yi, at his head down, no longer looking at her.

"Jiang Yi."

Her voice was filled with undisguised sobs.

"Look at me."

Jiang Yi did not move.

Xia Anmian took another step forward.

"Tell me, you don't mean what you're saying!"

Jiang Yi's heart clenched suddenly.

In my memory, Xia Anmian was always calm and composed; she had never lost her composure like this before.

Perhaps, she really does love herself?

At this moment, Jiang Yi actually felt a little soft-hearted.

However, Jiang Yi quickly put the thought out of his mind.

The scenes from the interrogation room are still vivid in my mind.

He never wanted to experience that inhuman torture again in his life.

Moreover, even if Xia Anmian doesn't hold it against her, can the two of them really make up as before?

Perhaps separating is the best choice.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yi took a deep breath.

"Mianmian, I'm so sorry..."

Jiang Yi was interrupted by a voice before he could finish his sentence.

"It's genuine!"

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