Shen Liangchuan expressed no emotions when he heard this.
Seeing this, Song Yuanxi knew that he had made up his mind.
It felt like there was a cold wind blowing through her heart, colder than any winter chill she had ever experienced.
Still in a state of shock, she asked, "So, for how long are you sending me away?"
"A month?"
Shen Liangchuan stayed silent.
"A year?"
Still, Shen Liangchuan did not speak.
Song Yuanxi started to tremble. "Forever?"
Shen Liangchuan looked at her, maintaining his silence.
Song Yuanxi's felt like her heart was being tightly squeezed as she saw the confirmation of her greatest fear in his eyes.
Her fingers curled tightly into a fist, and she said in a hoarse voice, "Brother Liangchuan, eight years ago, you promised that you would look after me like I was your own little sister. You promised you'd look after me all my life! You've now forgotten your promise because of a woman?"
