Bai... Bai Chuwei!
That voice was Bai Chuwei's voice!
The smile that had just bloomed on Tong Yunrou's face was now completely gone, replaced by an unmistakable fear.
Regret filled her.
Tong Yunrou was so full of regret that she wished she could slap herself. If she had gone quietly to the port as she was supposed to, perhaps nothing would have happened.
She was just unable to get over it. When she thought of her mother, Chen Meihua, whom she had admired since childhood, appearing so humble in the letters to Bai Chuwei, as if kneeling and looking up at Bai Chuwei from the foot of a mountain, it brought a surge of resentment in Tong Yunrou's heart.
Even if punishing Bai Chuwei by running away would make Bai Chuwei gnash her teeth in frustration, it made Yunrou feel much better.
Who would have thought... she ended up taking a taxi directly to the Duan Family mansion!
What to do?
All Tong Yunrou could think about was what she should do now.
