Ling Chuxia gently raised her head, determined not to let her tears fall again. She had said that just now was the last time.
She kept taking deep breaths, forcefully holding back the tears that were about to come out. Finally, she picked up the suitcase beside her, stepped forward, and left.
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Ji Xinxin's red sports car screeched to a halt in front of the villa. Ling Chuxia, carrying her luggage, walked out from the main gate, and Ji Xinxin looked over.
It had been just over a month since they last saw each other, and Ling Chuxia had lost so much weight... The clothes that were originally form-fitting now hung loose on her body.
Ji Xinxin's gaze moved to her face, which was pale, her eyes red and swollen, her spirit utterly defeated.
