Chi Xiaoyu lowered her head, tears dropping to the floor. Underneath her sleeve, her small hand clenched tightly into a fist, her body trembling slightly. After a long time, she glared at him with eyes red and swollen. "Fine!"
She actually agreed!
He thought this was his last bargaining chip, he thought that during the time the two of them had spent together, she would have at least some lingering affection for him.
But there was nothing!
She was even more cold-bloodied and heartless than he had imagined.
His dark eyes were full of disappointment...
She squatted down, stuffing the disheveled wedding gown into the suitcase; then she stood in front of him, "Mr. Gong, please make way!"
He gritted his teeth, his eyes growing even colder.
Mr. Gong?
His Adam's apple moved as he eventually stepped aside, watching her drag the suitcase away without looking back.
No lingering, no turning back, not even a goodbye!
