Only Han Liang would be calling her at this time, though Xia Qingyi let her phone ring and vibrate in her bag as she remained unmoved.
The phone rang again and Xia Qingyi slowly straightened herself. She said, "I need to go back."
Mo Han sat by the bed with his hands on his knees. Xia Qingyi slowly walked towards him. He finally said as she took her bag on the bed, "Since you're set on leaving, let's not keep in contact anymore and just end it here."
Xia Qingyi froze while taking her bag. Her eyes sparkled for a moment before she took her bag once more, as she quietly agreed, "Okay."
She stopped when she walked to the bed room's door. She turned back to smile at Mo Han. There was a bitterness in her gaze. "Don't work so much in the future. Take good care of yourself."
Mo Han did not speak; nor did he look up as he heard the depressing sound of Xia Qingyi closing the door. Her footsteps got further and further away from the door.
