"Enough!" Helian Chengyan couldn't bear it any longer and interrupted her coldly, "With all you've said, what are you really trying to do?"
She had explained so much to him, and he had faintly begun to realize something.
Yet, at this moment, he dared not think deeper...
Chi Xingye parted her lips and finally said calmly, "Chengyan, our contract... has ended. Yesterday was the last day."
Upon hearing the word "contract", his brows shrouded in a harsh twitch.
His red pupils flickered, filled with indescribable emotions. His gaze, deep and complicated, was locked onto Chi Xingye's face. He didn't respond, and the dressing room was suddenly shrouded in a suffocating silence.
In that moment, time seemed to stand still.
Only the corners of Helian Chengyan's lips, uncontrollably quivering, gave away his inner turmoil and unrest.
That damned contract, if Chi Xingye hadn't mentioned it, he would've completely forgotten about it."
His trembling lips bent into a cold smirk.
