Tears surged down her cheeks unceasingly.
Dazed, she left the banquet hall with Ye Xingli, Ye Xingli, and Ye Xingbei, and got in the car.
In the car, no one spoke a word.
The atmosphere was as cold as if it was frozen solid.
Ye Xinglan's face looked worse than it ever had.
Ye Xingli was staring out of the window, lost in thought. There was an indescribable look of bewilderment on his usually lively face, it was unclear what he was thinking about.
Leng Peini was silently shedding tears all along, her infatuated gaze, filled with pleading, was fixed on Ye Xingli without moving away for a second.
Ye Xingbei looked at her and silently sighed.
Perhaps, Leng Peini really loved her Second Brother, and feared losing him?
But love shouldn't be like this.
Love is not an excuse for malicious intentions.
