He Xuyan stopped her. "Let's get out of here."
Lin Wenyu had no choice but to follow He Xuyan out first. She said, "Why won't Aunt believe us? She was the one who—"
"You haven't spent enough time with my parents." He Xuyan's dark eyes flashed helplessly. "My mother is unstable, especially when it comes to this. She can never control her emotions. And my father tends to favor my mother."
"Ah? I'm sorry. I spoke too quickly just now. I shouldn't have said it so directly."
"I don't blame you." He Xuyan stuffed his hands into his pockets and shrugged slightly. The arrogant and distant aura on his body was much fainter. His long and tall figure was illuminated by the streetlights.
Seeing that he did not speak, Lin Wenyu did not say anything else. She just stood at the door with him, as if she had a premonition that He Jiang would come out again.
To Lin Xiruo, this was a huge regret in her life. Wasn't it the same for He Jiang and He Xuyan?
