Experience indeed is the best teacher. In just a few words, Li Wanye had shattered Li Xiaoyu's determination.
She suddenly felt weary.
Actually, she had always known that no matter how loudly she shouted, she could never win acknowledgment and understanding.
But she still felt somewhat unwilling to give up.
It was as if all the rebellions of her life had culminated in this one day.
If she couldn't change anything even today, chances are she would become like her mother years later, living with a certain self-pity and resentment.
After a while, Li Xiaoyu looked ahead blankly, her hand slowly retracted.
Before long, she bowed her head and switched off the transmission rift.
Li Zheng heaved a sigh of relief; at last, Li Xiaoyu hadn't done anything foolish.
"Take Yu back," Li Wanye commanded, and six guards began to move.
The guards didn't dare to get too close, and Li Xiaoyu was escorted in the middle, walking with a sense of loss and resignation.
