"Good, very good," Ye Zhantian mocked with a cold sneer, "Nan Zhifeng, do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
"Stop the car."
"Yes."
The car stopped by the roadside, and Ye Zhantian commanded directly, "You can stay in Haicheng, you can continue to work for Ye Corporation, and you can visit Xiaofeng once a week, but beyond that, we have nothing to do with each other!
No matter what happens to you, I will not care about you, nor will I save you, you are on your own!"
As he spoke, he made a "get out" gesture.
Nan Zhifeng didn't say a word, and got out of the car with her head bowed.
The car window closed, and the vehicle sped away.
Ye Zhantian threw Nan Zhifeng's broken phone out of the car.
Nan Zhifeng stood by the roadside, quietly watching the receding car, her emotions complex and indescribable.
This wasn't the first time Ye Zhantian had abandoned her.
