Chen Shiyen left the ward.
He stood at the end of the corridor and suddenly smiled. But this smile seemed a bit bitter.
He pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and sat down at the top of the stairs, engulfed in billows of smoke.
After finishing the cigarette, Chen Shiyen felt his mood had improved somewhat.
He muttered to himself, "I've already given you so much, why do you still not have any feelings for me?
Is it really, as you say, that career takes priority, or is it that you still have Jiang Xu in your heart?"
Chen Shiyen had naturally investigated the grievances between Zhou Qingyue and Jiang Xu a long time ago.
But at the time, he thought it didn't matter. Everyone has a past, everyone has exes.
As long as he truly gave his all in pursuit, he was certain he could make Zhou Qingyue fall for him.
But now he couldn't help but have some doubts, feeling uncertain.
Does Zhou Qingyue really have no feelings for Jiang Xu at all?
