Jiang Ruan hurriedly came out of the villa.
The weather had cooled, and on this rainy night, the cold wind drilled straight into the gaps of her bones. Yet, she felt like her chest was so suffocated, it was about to explode, and no matter what she did, she couldn't relieve it.
She walked in the rain for nearly half an hour before she stopped abruptly.
The icy rain had soaked her through, and she began to feel her limbs freeze. She lifted her hand to wipe the rain off her face, her eyes stung from the raindrops.
Her mind was full of Fu Chi's shattered image.
She was in turmoil.
Her heart was held tightly by him, dangling on the edge of a cliff for his sake.
"Bastard."
She covered her eyes, squeezing out those two words through clenched teeth.
What she needed most now was time.
To calm down properly.
Not looking back at the house, she pulled out her phone and made a call.
