From tomorrow onwards, she would draw a clear line between herself and this man called An Jichuan. There would be no more emotional entanglements.
He would have a new family, a new lover, and a different life from now on.
And after experiencing the two relationships between An Xianming and An Jichuan, she could no longer love anyone.
Goodbye, Ji Chuan. I hope you can be happy.
Xue Yating left the manor dejectedly. She sat in the car, her hands trembling as she held the steering wheel.
Tears rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably. Sadness, sadness, regret, the pain of longing… The complicated feelings intertwined together and made her heart break.
In the end, she lay on the steering wheel and cried.
…
It was the day of the wedding.
Xue Yating forced herself to wake up. She tidied herself up and put on exquisite makeup to cover her pale face.
