Uttering words against her heart, Ye Xi felt more sorrowful than anyone could know.
But she had to put an end to this brief romance.
Her grandmother was right; what capital did a divorced woman have to marry into a wealthy family?
Moreover, she was carrying another man's child in her womb.
She had promised to give birth to the child, and she couldn't go back on her word.
To her, Lu Lingxiao was merely a splendid encounter, and he would soon forget her. There would be other women more outstanding than her by his side.
There were still scratch marks from her on Lu Lingxiao's body; she hadn't been this cold-hearted in bed last night.
Lu Lingxiao, in silence, asked, "Is it because of that man surnamed Song? Can't you let go of him in your heart?"
Actually, Lu Lingxiao could feel that Ye Xi was emotionally stirred by him, but he wasn't sure. With her ex persistently coming around to pester her, it was hard to say she wouldn't soften and change her mind.
