She didn't know how long she'd been walking, but An Ling managed to hail a taxi. The driver, seeing her distraught appearance, smiled as he spoke.
"Wherever you like."
Hearing An Ling's response, confusion filled the driver's eyes. He was about to ask for clarification but seeing her unwillingness to talk, he didn't dare question further and started the car.
Suddenly, drops of rain started hitting the car window. An Ling looked at the droplets on the glass and rolled the window down.
The rain instantly hit her face, somewhat clearing her mind.
No, she couldn't admit defeat. She had been by Gu Mingyu's side for six years, he could only be hers.
"Driver, stop the car!"
Having made up her mind, An Ling immediately ordered the driver to stop.
Looking at the desolate park ahead, the driver's eyes flickered with puzzlement, "Miss, are you sure you want to get out here?"
