Liancheng Yanzhi and Rong Yan both felt as if the clouds before them had suddenly dispersed.
Xizeer's method had another advantage; it completely severed Meow's hope of Winter returning.
Winter... from now on, is just a 'dead person.'
Liancheng Yanzhi said, "Alright... let's do it, let's do it, I'll go right away..."
Liancheng Yanzhi hurried out to handle the matter.
Xizeer said, "Mrs. Rong, those makeup artists, designers, and the servants below, please talk to them."
Rong Yan nodded, "Alright, I'll go right now."
Meow felt empty inside, murmuring softly, "Ze..."
Xizeer gently rubbed Meow's forehead, "It's nothing serious. See, it's resolved. He's gone. He gave up on you, and it's a loss he can never recover from in his life. You deserve better. He's not good enough, and you're too good, understand?"
...
The engagement banquet was ultimately called off.
