Leaving the apartment, Li Yeqi felt an emptiness inside. He leaned against the car door, fumbled in his pocket, and realized he had finished his last cigarette. The irritation between his brows grew thicker. He knew very well how much his wife minded Youran's presence.
He thought that by repeatedly clarifying his attitude towards Youran in front of her, she would understand, but did she really not understand after all?
He took out his phone and dialed her number, but the call went unanswered. He closed his eyes, bent down, got into the car, and drove away from the apartment.
Along the way, the light from the street lamps flooded the car, and his heart was in torment.
He naturally knew that Tian Lingyun refused to tell him where his wife was deliberately to make things difficult for him, but was his wife not answering his phone because she had lost hope in him?
