In the car, there was a long silence before the driver finally heard the Crown Prince's indifferent voice say, "Let's go."
Two words, devoid of joy or sorrow, yet they concealed a suppressed sadness.
In the night, Jiayi stood at the roadside, watching the departure of the Ya Family's limousine until it vanished from sight, then turned to head back to the hotel.
Before she could take a step, a woman's voice sounded from behind her: "Jiayi."
In the darkness, the female voice seemed particularly desolate and carried a trace of exhausted weakness.
Even without looking back, Jiayi knew who it was.
Ya Chen had just left the bridal chamber, and to no surprise, she followed right after.
Indeed, when a husband leaves his bride on their wedding night, which wife wouldn't secretly follow to see what her husband was doing?
Jiayi's eyelids twitched as she slowly turned around to see Chu Xinyue standing alone across the street.
