After hearing Liu Woxing's words, Qiu Chengye's expression stiffened. The anger that had surged up all at once inexplicably faded a little, replaced by a feeling he couldn't describe.
"What did you say?"
"Other than being colleagues filming the same show, we have no other relationship. Was there anything wrong with what I said?" Liu Woxing repeated slowly.
This time, Qiu Chengye was completely speechless. He couldn't get a word out for a long while, and finally turned his head away with a scoff.
"Suit yourself."
"Then we agree on that point. In that case, there's no need to waste our breath arguing."
Liu Woxing turned to the staff member beside her. "The car's here, right? Are we heading back to the villa now?"
The staff member, unnerved by the sudden argument, hurriedly nodded. "Ah... yes. The car's already outside."
Liu Woxing nodded. "Then let's go."
With that, she walked out without looking back, never sparing Qiu Chengye another glance.
Qiu Chengye clenched his fists tightly before looking in Liu Woxing's direction again, only to see her resolute retreating figure.
Remembering her remark that they wouldn't see each other again once the show ended, he felt inexplicably irritated.
He sprang to his feet and kicked a nearby pillar, muttering a curse.
"As if I care."
[Nice, this ship is completely sunk now. Not even ashes left to rekindle.]
[I don't know what you guys were shipping. These two were never going to happen. Plenty of women wouldn't put up with the way Qiu Chengye disrespects women. All those romantic scandals are only possible because his family's rich. Why would someone like Sister Liu, whose family is just as well-off, ever be interested in him?]
[Good riddance. I never shipped these two. Sister Liu should shine on her own.]
[If Sister