Lin Shu wouldn't like him. If she cared about him at all, she would have noticed how differently he'd been treating her over the past few years.
But all these years, Lin Shu hadn't noticed, or had chosen not to see. That was proof enough that he didn't matter much to her.
Yu Yan felt a heaviness in his chest. Even though he had anticipated this outcome, when it finally arrived, the dejection he felt was just as profound.
Lin Shu took out her keys, unlocked the door, and searched, but couldn't find the parcel that Yu Yan was referring to.
"By the way, where's the stuff Wenwen sent?" Feeling helpless, Lin Shu trotted back to the doorway to ask Yu Yan.
Yu Yan: "It's under the sofa. Wenwen had intended for it to be a surprise, so I hid it there and let you look for it."
"But considering your current physical state, I don't think it's possible for you to clean up later. She was rather thoughtless in that regard."
"Wait here, I will get the gifts from under the sofa for you."
