Huang qingwu clutched her chest, which was in so much pain that she could not breathe.
However, no matter how painful it was, she had to let it go. If she couldn't let it go, it would hurt even more in the future.
She didn't want to be in pain anymore. She was too tired to love, so she chose to end this relationship and forget.
While Huang qingwu was staring at the mirror, han yichu came back.
When he learned that Huang qingwu had prepared a table full of dishes, he was stunned.
Even when Huang qingwu cooked for him, it was never a table full of food that he could finish.
For some reason, han yichu's heart started to beat faster. He had a strange feeling, and he couldn't tell what it was. It was like something was going to happen.
"Where's the lady?"han yichu asked.
"I think young Madam went back to her bedroom."
Han yichu walked to the bedroom in big steps.
