Leng Youchen ultimately couldn't resist. He turned his head to glance at the rearview mirror. A heart once unyielding and indestructible was now shattering, bit by bit, tears glistening in his eyes.
"Madam, if you want my life, I'll give it to you. But why is the thing you want… to leave me?"
He closed his eyes slightly, forcibly erasing that silhouette from his sight. But though his eyes could no longer see, his heart retained her presence, still vivid and alive. Yet, he could no longer possess her.
In a moment's pause, he opened his eyes, pressing the accelerator. The sapphire blue Bentley disappeared into the horizon, driving in the opposite direction from her.
Wei Anning sat on the ground, not knowing how long she had been crying, until a pair of white suede casual shoes appeared before her eyes. Amid her buzzing ears, she seemed to faintly hear his sigh.
