He stared at her with his deep dark eyes that showed no emotion as if he had never known her before.

"Jinyan..."

As soon as Song Zhiyi opened her mouth, a crisp and joyful voice interrupted her.

"Jinyan, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Let's go."

The owner of the voice stepped forward and put her thin white hands on the man's arm naturally with a bright smile on her face.

As she spoke, she looked sideways at Song Zhiyi and paused.

"You..."

"Why are you here?"

Song Zhiyi's hands hanging down at her sides were balled into fists suddenly. Her throat began to feel dry and itchy. In an instant, she lost her marbles and asked in a loud voice.

"Why, why are you two together?"

Song Xuewei did not respond to Song Zhiyi directly. She looked at Song Zhiyi with worry across her face and then spoke in a concerned voice.

"Zhiyi, are you still recovering from your illness?"

As she spoke, she removed her hands from Gu Jinyan's arm and held them out, trying to grab Song Zhiyi's hand to show intimacy.

Song Zhiyi shook off Song Xuewei's hand abruptly. She was so angry that her chest kept rising and falling irregularly.

"Jinyan, why are you with this woman?"

"Do you know that this woman has killed our child!!"

She asked hysterically and looked like a mentally ill person going mad in the eyes of others.

Her boyfriend, who disappeared six years ago, was standing next to her child's murderer in a touchy-feely manner. Seeing this, Song Zhiyi was so shocked that she couldn't calm down.

Song Xuewei got a bit scared and took a step back. She unconsciously bumped into Gu Jinyan's arms with her back to him.

The man frowned slightly, put his hand on Song Xuewei's shoulder and pushed her toward one side. This move seemed to be protective, but it kept him apart from Song Xuewei.

His cold eyes ran over Song Zhiyi and said in a distant tone that was sharp like a knife, "Miss, I don't know you. You've got the wrong man."

Song Zhiyi froze. She felt like her heart had been torn open, and the pain made her feel numb. She stood motionless on the spot and the look on her face suggested it was hard for her to believe all this was true.

Gu Jinyan looked indifferent and walked past her.

While Gu Jinyan was brushing past her, she lifted her hand suddenly and grabbed his hand.

"Is it that I got the wrong man or you dare not admit you know me?"

When Song Zhiyi was with him back then, he had nothing to his name. However, now he was well-clothed and looked cold and aloof. His self-important air made her wonder whether he had married into the Song family.

Song Xuewei let out a sigh with a helpless look on her face and went up to Gu Jinyan. Then she said in a sombre tone,

"Zhiyi, I thought your condition must have improved after spending so many years abroad. I didn't expect you to stay the same. Jinyan and I have been together for many years. In the past, I thought you were pitiful and pampered you in everything."

"But this time, I won't. You are just too obsessed, so you never learn to let it go. Jinyan and I love each other and I hope you know this."

Song Xuewei looked at Song Zhiyi with pity, appearing dignified, elegant and kind, but only Song Zhiyi knew what she meant.

Song Zhiyi grabbed Gu Jinyan's arm tightly and refused to let go of it. Then she was possessed by anger and reluctance.

Gu Jinyan lowered his head and glanced at her hand. His face clouded over with indifference and impatience.

"I don't know you, so why should I say the opposite?"

Song Zhiyi looked at him in astonishment when he yanked her hand off his arm ruthlessly. The man's eyes showed no other emotions except coldness.

It really looked like he had never known her before. While Song Zhiyi was feeling abandoned, she saw a smile crept around the corners of Song Xuewei's mouth.