Qingtang heard this sentence, and her face turned ugly in an instant, her ears ringing.
In the past, every time Ji Zeqiu held her, calling Wen Li's name, her chest felt as if it had been torn apart in pain.
At that time, she always despised her identity as a substitute.
But now, after Ji Zeqiu had really terminated the contract with her, the feeling of discomfort in her heart couldn't be dispelled.
Once she was no longer a substitute, she had no reason to approach Ji Zeqiu anymore.
Qingtang's throat was dry and bitter as she downed the drink in her hand, "Why?"
Was it because he was already with Miss Wen Li, so he didn't need her as a substitute anymore?
"There's no why, it's just not needed anymore," Ji Zeqiu said offhandedly.
In the past, he wanted to find the warmth and love similar to that of his blurry memory of his mother in Wen Li.
He knew that Ji Tingyang felt the same.
But now that his mother had returned, he did not need anyone else.
