"She said, three years were like a dream, but now, her dream has ended."
Her dream? What dream did she have? What did she truly think about their three years of marriage? Was it good, or not?
Every word Shi Che read, he read seriously, carefully, wishing he could delve into those words to see clearly what Ling Chuxia was really thinking, whether she had any feelings for him or not.
Unfortunately, from the few words, he couldn't determine anything.
The hand holding the envelope couldn't help but tremble, his lips quivered as he struggled to speak, "Ji Xinxin doesn't know where Chuxia went either?"
Xiao Zhao looked at Shi Che's complexion, somewhat reluctant to tell him the truth but had to, he slowly nodded, his voice growing heavier, "Yeah, I think Miss Ji wasn't lying."
Shi Che's handsome face suddenly dimmed, Xiao Zhao standing by felt somewhat oppressed seeing this.
