Huo Jinyao's refusal was straightforward and without mercy. Xu Ruoli went pale. Looking at the road ahead, she did not feel any warmth even though the sun was shining brightly.
"Honestly, I sometimes wish we hadn't had that engagement," Xu Ruoli said, with her eyes on the road. "If there had been no engagement, then—"
"There is no engagement now." Huo Jinyao stopped the car at the gate of the Xu Mansion and said, "Ruoli, I'm married. Our engagement is off the table. In fact, you know very well that the engagement has long been off the table."
"Yeah." Xu Ruoli nodded heavily. "I know."
It had been hard for her to give up, even though she had known there was no hope. She was just being silly, to put it bluntly. Undoing the seat belt, Xu Ruoli hoped she could lose gracefully.
Looking at Huo Jinyao again, her eyes misted over.
"Thank you. Jinyao."
