Jiang Shuya finished speaking and elegantly turned away to walk toward the private room. With each step, she felt profound pain. Clasping her hands tightly in front of her, her sharp nails pricked her tender palms, but this pain was nothing compared to the ache in her heart. She had thought they would be together for a lifetime, but in the blink of an eye, the person she loved already belonged to someone else.
Huo Jingtang watched Jiang Shuya's figure disappear inside the room but hadn't turned around when Qin Yucen approached him, "Miss Jiang... she's still deeply in love with you."
"That's her business, it has nothing to do with me," Huo Jingtang did not wish Jiang Shuya to live so wearisomely, "In this world, I only wish that your heart has room for me alone. Everything else is superfluous and burdensome."
