"Don't go, please." Chen Yuxin finally grabbed Ye Shikai's wrist. Her tone was so pleading, like Lin Daiyu's sorrow, endearing and evoking sympathy. Perhaps no man could refuse her request.
However, Ye Shikai was the exception. He needed to go to the hospital to look after Su Qingyu, and if others knew that he was alone with Chen Yuxin in a room, it would affect his reputation.
"I'm sorry." Ye Shikai said indifferently, then turned around and left the conference room. A short pain is better than a long one. He hoped that the alcohol could numb Chen Yuxin's heartache.
After Ye Shikai left, Chen Yuxin slowly stood up from the sofa. The flush of drunkenness on her face gradually faded, returning to her natural pale complexion; her eyes fixed on the door, fists silently clenched...
...
This trip to the Chen family yielded nothing. Ye Shikai drove back to the hospital feeling gloomy, seeing Su Qingyu still lying quietly on the hospital bed, his heart wrenched with pain.
