The night didn't seem as beautiful as usual today.
Sitting on the bed, Ling Tian'ao gazed out of the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes filled with a cold, gray indifference.
The white moonlight poured through the glass, casting a desolate expanse onto the ground.
He had finally let go of that woman, that heartless woman. She must be happy now!
She's probably setting off fireworks to celebrate.
Yes, that woman would definitely do something like that.
Ling Tian'ao isn't afraid of taking a fall.
He has been hurt once already, yet he dared to chase those inexplicable feelings so madly.
He truly thought he just wanted to toy with Xia Zhisu, yet he found himself so captivated by the game he began that he didn't want to stop.
In fact, on second thought, that woman really had nothing to offer.
Compared to Xiao Lanlan, in terms of status, talent, and everything else, she just couldn't match up.
What he saw in her, he didn't know.
And now, he didn't want to know.
