There was no longer any trace of the past tenderness in his eyes, only cold indifference.
Shen Chizheng curled his lips into a mocking smile and responded to her with two words that were cruel and heartless, "Gone."
He should have forgotten her long ago.
What's the point in longing for a woman who has already married someone else?
Su Yan closed her eyes, feeling that the last line of defense in her heart had finally collapsed completely with those two words of his response.
Ultimately, it was she who humiliated herself.
When she opened her eyes, in the corner of her vision, she caught a glimpse of his indifferent face.
Never had she felt Shen Chizheng to be so unfamiliar, so strange that she didn't even know him.
Those words seemed like the hands of a demon, choking her throat, making it hard for her to breathe to the point of suffocation, her heart not even feeling its beat.
The sorrow in her eyes could no longer be concealed, spreading everywhere.
