"What's wrong?"
Chen Feng asked indifferently.
"Are you planning to leave just like this?"
Ye Qingqing asked.
"If I don't leave, should I stay here to be humiliated? Sorry, I'm incapable of that."
Chen Feng took a step and was ready to leave.
"You bastard, come back!"
Ye Qingqing shouted.
But Chen Feng didn't glance back, he quickly walked away.
Ye Qingqing felt on the verge of collapse, with tears falling from the corners of her eyes.
She touched the tears with her hand, dazed for a moment, "Why am I crying?"
"Qingqing, don't be sad. Men like him are everywhere, and when the time comes, I'll help you find the best one."
...
Chen Feng left the Ye family and walked down the street alone, feeling a bit desolate.
Many years ago, in Qianyang, he suffered two years of humiliation in the Ye family for Ye Qingqing.
Now, history seemed to be repeating itself, but Chen Feng didn't want to experience it all over again.
