Thinking back on the time she spent with Xiao Linye, all their moments together. Those sweet embraces, the tender intimacy they shared each night—it all seemed like a joke now.
Chen Wei heard the sound of a car engine and came downstairs. "Boss, Miss Tang is here."
"Where?" Ye Yuning asked numbly, shaken from her thoughts. Her voice was barely audible.
"At the airport," Chen Wei replied. "I'll go pick her up."
"Mhm, go ahead," Ye Yuning responded woodenly.
She stood at the open-plan kitchen island, her face deathly pale. She barely registered what Chen Wei was saying, responding instinctively.
Chen Wei, anxious to get to Tang Xi, didn't take a closer look at Ye Yuning's expression and hurried out.
They were all gone.
Once alone, Ye Yuning sank weakly onto the sofa. Her entire face felt stiff.
