Jin Xiangbei's eyes widened in surprise, left speechless by Eleven's words.
Indeed, no matter how much he deceived himself, there seemed to be no way to change anything. That incident from years ago might have still happened, and once it did, Eleven would not hesitate to leave him.
"So, Young Master Jin, it truly is over between us."
After saying that, Eleven shook her wet, long hair and stepped out barefoot. A taxi just happened to be driving by, heading downhill, and she hailed it down.
When Eleven sat down in the taxi, she noticed in the rear-view mirror the driver staring at her perplexedly.
"I just got caught in the rain, is that a problem?"
The taxi driver glanced at the clear skies outside and remained silent.
…
"The Madam didn't come home last night."
On the other end, Gu Liancheng paused before asking, "She didn't come back?"
...
When Jin Xiangbei opened the door again, Eleven's figure was already gone.
Had she left?
