Yan Luoxi slowly withdrew her hand, shaking her head gently, "The issues between him and me can't be resolved just by talking, Bai Xiao, thank you, I had a great time tonight."
She also found the courage to face the future, perhaps her current anxieties stemmed from not being good enough; in that case, she would strive to make herself someone worthy to stand beside him.
After getting out of the car, she smiled and waved at him, "Drive safely on your way back, goodbye."
The hand Bai Xiao had at his side slowly clenched into a fist; he had always known he wasn't the one who could comfort her. Lifting his gaze to watch her enter the villa's gate, he sadly withdrew his sight and drove down the mountain.
Yan Luoxi, carrying her bag, walked on the cobblestone path leading to the brightly lit villa when she suddenly stopped, weighed down by the words Fu Xuan had spoken.
Patricide?
Then what grudge did Li Yeqi hold against Fu Xuan?
