He coldly said, "I’m fine, it has nothing to do with you."

These deliberately distant words stunned Shen Tang on the spot, looking at him incredulously, "How could it have nothing to do with me? Do you know how worried I’ve been about you these days?"

She stayed by his side, hardly closing her eyes, more eager than anyone to see him recover, valuing his life even more than he did.

Not to mention they have already shared such an intimate relationship, becoming the closest people in the world.

How could his safety have nothing to do with her?

How could he... say such words?

Her eyes mixed with sadness, hurt, and confusion, those enchanting eyes shrouded in a faint mist, gazing at him as if waiting for an answer.

Jin’s heart ached again, his fingers unconsciously clutching tighter. He looked away, no longer at her, closed his eyes and said hoarsely, "...I don’t need you to worry."

The love in her eyes, moist and reddened, he saw all too clearly. Seeing clearly made him more obsessed, and more in pain. This uncontrollable pain made him just want to escape.

He repeatedly told himself, she doesn’t love him.

This love doesn’t belong to him.

He shouldn’t yearn anymore, play the foolish substitute.

"From now on, my matters have nothing to do with you."

He took a deep breath, when he turned his head towards her again, his eyes were already red, an icy cold and deep voice even carried a trace of disgust, emitting rejection, "Don’t show up in front of me again."

Shen Tang was truly stunned. She had no idea what happened, why his attitude changed just after one night.

"What’s wrong with you? Are you... angry?" she tentatively asked.

Shen Tang quickly recalled the recent days. Did she do something that upset him?

There shouldn’t be anything, everything was fine last night, then she went to rest, did nothing.

Could it be because of Yue Lin?

Jin was jealous?

But based on his personality, it wouldn’t be like this. He could have said it directly, she could explain.

Jin closed his eyes again, "I’m not angry."

Shen Tang didn’t believe him at all. His attitude this morning was really abnormal.

No matter how she questioned, he wouldn’t budge.

A waiter outside brought breakfast.

Shen Tang received it, placed it on the table, said to him, "We’ll talk about this later. You’ve been unconscious for so long without eating, have something first."

She wanted to change the subject, ease the atmosphere.

Jin still didn’t react, didn’t want to eat.

No matter what Shen Tang said later, he no longer responded, nor looked at her, as if completely ignoring her, didn’t want to see her.

Shen Tang stood by the bed, unsure what to do.

The air was silent and oppressive, suffused with unspeakable heaviness and awkwardness.

After a while, Jin finally spoke,

"Let’s separate in the future."

"Don’t see each other anymore."

The system suddenly issued an unprecedented warning, [Host, bad! Jin’s affinity has plummeted, from deep love directly to dislike!]

What?

Shen Tang felt a chill throughout, confused.

Since the start of the strategy task, this is the first time affinity dropped so fast, so fiercely, without any warning, extremely abnormal.

Clearly last night there was deep love, just overnight it turns nearly into enemies.

Looking at the indifferent man in front of her, Shen Tang’s heart surged with intense bitterness, sadness almost turning to tears, and very angry.

"If you really want to separate, I can agree." She said, "But at least tell me why!"

When Jin heard her first sentence, his clenched fingers couldn’t help but tremble, the pain in his heart intensified, but his face still bore that indifferent expression.

His voice hoarse, "Because I don’t love you anymore."

——She doesn’t love him.

Her true love isn’t him.

He shouldn’t love her anymore either.

"Why... why so suddenly? Clearly last night still—" Shen Tang found it hard to accept, still wanting to question.

He directly interrupted, hoarseness tinged with strong impatience, "I don’t love you, is that reason not enough? Do I need to say, I’m already tired of you, seeing you makes me want to vomit, so—"

"Get out, don’t come looking for me again!"

"I don’t want to see you again!"

Cold and heartless words pierced the heart like knives, leaving no room.

The air seemed to freeze instantly.

Shen Tang looked at him dully, her chest heaving, not expecting him to say these words. The sadness and hurt in her heart gradually turned into anger and grief.

She didn’t understand why, but she wasn’t someone who would warm a cold face. The words were said to this extent, further pleading would be too disgraceful.

Shen Tang bit her lip, "Fine, if you really want to separate, then we’ll separate."

"..."

"But I don’t hope for it to be so hasty. I hope you can think carefully again, rather than impulsively speaking angry words."

She was still unwilling, wanting to retrieve something.

"No need."

The man’s face seemed even paler, his eyes red, voice still cold and hoarse, "I’ll leave here. In the future my matters have nothing to do with you, you don’t need to come again."

"Don’t presumptuously intrude into my life, nor meddle in Leopard Clan affairs."

It was drawing a complete boundary with her.

When Yue Lin came over, he heard the quarrel inside the room. He listened for a while at the door, corner of his lips slightly tilted, then quickly returned to calm.

He saved Jin back here, apart from wanting to return a favor to Xun Fu, also wanted to tell him this secret.

Publicly, the two had similar experiences, maybe they could gain another powerful ally.

Privately...

Xun Fu had all her heart set on this leopard, it might be difficult for her to like anyone else. Yue Lin, as the prestigious Moon Clan Young Master, had never in his life failed to get what he wanted.

The more unattainable, the more he wanted.

He also truly liked Xun Fu.

He was determined to win her.

With their relationship broken now, it was just the right time for him to exploit the situation.

Little Fu should be... very sad now.

The commotion inside gradually quieted, Yue Lin pushed the door open and entered, disrupting the dead atmosphere.

"Little Fu, don’t be sad." He looked at the female who seemed to have been crying, handed over tissues, "Go out first, both of you calm down."

Shen Tang took the tissues, gently wiped her eyes, tried to steady her emotions, not wanting this awkward situation to be seen by outsiders.

She said, "I’m fine."

Glanced at the man on the bed, she turned and left the room.

Yue Lin turned back to look at Jin, then also followed out.

When the second door closing sound was heard, Jin suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the doorway, fingers clenched tight, veins protruding.

"Matters of love can’t be forced, you’ve already done enough."

He heard Yue Lin outside faintly comforting the woman. That consistently cool tone at this moment seemed to carry a barely perceptible tenderness, easily drawing a recently hurt female into it.

Jin’s heart ached with bitterness. Actually, he wanted to chase after her, but ultimately he did nothing.

He knew he wasn’t qualified.

He was nothing.

She called him "Ah Jin," the love she gave him, all were in remembrance of another male, not him.

He was an ignorant thief, a vile stealer. The fervent love in his breast was doused with cold water, turned to rejection, even a trace of dislike.

He didn’t know who to dislike.

Dislike himself merely being a substitute.

Dislike that male who made him jealous.

Or... dislike her.

Since it was wrong from the start, might as well end it early.