When Ling Xiche had just confessed to her, she did not have this kind of stolen happiness.
She looked at Cheng Yanzhi, suppressing the excitement in her heart, wanting to say something, "But…"
Before she had even spoken, Cheng Yanzhi, who had been looking at her with anticipation, nodded his head, "Alright, you don't have to say it. I understand. After all, you've never stopped loving him!"
After Ling Xiche confessed to her, how could he still harbor a shred of hope?
He released her arm and turned around. Seeing him about to leave, Xia Yunsheng felt an emptiness inside her heart and hurriedly tried to stop him, "Cheng Yanzhi..."
He didn't turn back and continued walking down the small path, heading towards the front yard.
She heard the sound of a car driving away from the gate. She couldn't believe he had really left!
Xia Yunsheng rushed to the front yard and bumped into Ling Xiche who had come out of the living room, blocking her way, "Sheng."
