During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wen Wan went home, only to be stopped at the door, not allowed inside.
"Miss, just apologize to the master." Even the butler couldn't bear to see this.
Wen Wan was very aware that apologizing meant giving in, but she didn't want to give in because giving in meant losing Mo Siluo.
On one hand was her family, on the other was her lover; this truly made her feel torn between the two. Could it be true that one couldn't have it all?
It had been over a month, and she really missed Xiaoguai, but Xiaoguai's phone seemed to have a new number, unreachable no matter how many times she tried. As for her father, there was not much to say, just one sentence: leave him and you can come home.
"Xiaoguai! Xiaoguai!" Wen Wan lingered outside the house for a long time before finally, unable to resist, she cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted up towards the upper floors.
Before long, a small figure appeared on the balcony.
