“I don’t care whether you love her. But I just want to ask you one question. Did you refuse to help me because of that woman?” Chen Qian savored the red wine in the glass. The expression in her eyes was so resolute and with a little hidden bitterness.

Jiang Jingcheng still stood where he was. Looking at her slim figure, her dark long hair, and her beautiful straight face, he didn’t know how to answer this question.

Was the answer “Yes or No” so important ...