She had never felt so miserable, even knowing she had to get married, even when he completely misunderstood her. If Leng Yan hadn't professed his love so deeply, she probably wouldn't be like this. As they say, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.
It felt like a piece of her heart was missing, a cold current with the icy wind swirling inside, making her whole body ache.
She didn't want to think about it anymore; she had already made up her mind to wait one more night, wait for Pengfei to return to school, and then divorce. It's no good to mention it now; if Pengfei found out, he definitely wouldn't go to school.
"Wait." Tong Xi seemed to have remembered something, hearing the car start, she shouted urgently.
Tan Qing frowned slightly, "What's the matter?"
"About going to Italy, Nuannuan, why not go there to clear your mind in your current state. Don't you think so, Young Master Tan?" Tong Xi leaned on the car window, winking at Tan Qing.
