"Pei Yulou, you were the one who came after me in the first place, not the other way around. Now that we've done everything we should and shouldn't have done, you come and tell me that all of this was a mistake?"
What Shen Biwei felt most was unwillingness and wounded pride.
She couldn't accept that she had actually lost to an actress.
She couldn't accept that Pei Yulou would rather turn back to chase after that actress than choose her.
"I... you..." Pei Yulou was in the wrong, and for a moment, he couldn't even refute her.
Shen Biwei stared at him darkly. "Pei Yulou, you were the one who said that Su Man had nothing going for her except her face, with no substance or appeal whatsoever."
"You said she was like an old maid in your home every day, doing nothing but nagging in your ear about this and that."
"You were the one who said she didn't understand art, didn't understand your paintings, didn't understand your world, and that you couldn't communicate with her at all. You said she was dull and boring."
"You also said that you had wanted to break up with her long ago, but you were afraid of hurting her and making her sad, so you had kept dragging it out."
"What? Do you regret it now?"
Shen Biwei knew exactly how people outside were judging Su Man now. That was precisely why she was even more jealous and even more unwilling to accept this.
"Pei Yulou, I'm telling you, even if it was a mistake, then we'll make the mistake all the way to the end. I, Shen Biwei, accept that!"
If Pei Yulou had not gone back on his word and treated her as if she were nothing, Shen Biwei