I'm Going to Die, but the Female President Doesn't Know

In the tenth year that Yan Qing and I were together, I thought that she and I were no longer close lovers, but superiors and subordinates with only a contractual relationship. But she lost her temper after drinking and shouted my name again and again in front of her colleagues. She asked me to take her home, and even used truth or dare to ask me if I still had her in my heart. Does it matter? I can no longer play these childish games with her. Because, I'm going to die.