After dinner, Yan Luoxi checked the time and said, "It's getting late, I should go. I have an early scene tomorrow and need to get up early."
Their ability to coexist peacefully had already exceeded what she could bear psychologically. If she didn't restrain herself and continued to sink deeper, losing him later would surely be more unbearable than now.
She no longer wanted to have such thoughts of self-loathing and degradation.
Hence, during this period, she numbed herself with busyness, having prepared herself to completely lose him. She couldn't let her previous efforts collapse.
Li Yeqi saw her walk into the living room and pick up her bag from the couch. He stood up and quickly walked over, grabbing her wrist and frowning, "Xixi, it's too late now, and I can't drive you back because I've had a drink. Is it alright if you go back tomorrow instead?"
