Li Yinian bit her lips and asked hoarsely, "Will you really not stop me from leaving Yang City?"
"Of course." Qiao Yanze raised an eyebrow. "You've been gone for almost half a year. When did I ever look for you?"
Li Yinian clenched her fists.
Now, she could only choose to believe his words. No matter what he thought, it was fine as long as they did not stay together.
This was the best outcome she could think of. Although she did not understand why this man had suddenly changed his mind—was it really because he felt guilty and owed her?
She looked down and hid the obscure emotions in her eyes. She said in a hoarse voice, "Okay. Let go of me first. I have to sleep early. I have a flight to catch tomorrow morning."
Qiao Yanze paused for a moment before letting go of her.
After escaping from the shackles, Li Yinian heaved a sigh of relief. She picked up the hairdryer and walked towards the closet, saying, "You can leave now."
