Therefore, that's all for now

Han's murderous gaze, Fu Shao Qing remained calm and collected, "She's drunk, you came so take her away."As she spoke, she pushed Lin Jinran towards Fu Mochen.Lín Jìn Rǎn, completely drunk, couldn't s...Lin Jin's heart skipped a beat, staring at Ye Xiao's tall and straight back in stunned silence.

She slightly opened her lips, wanting to say something, but her throat felt as if it were stuffed with cotton, and she couldn't utter a word.

The Night Owl opened the door, stopped, and said, "Let the nanny take care of your wounds. After you've finished eating, I'll send you away."

After finishing his words, Ye Xiao extended his long hand and twisted the doorknob. He opened the door, walked out, and shut it with a click, taking his aura with him.

Inside, once again silence returned.

Lin Jinran held the shards in his hand and drooped, his whole body like a deflated balloon, slumped against the headboard.

She believed in Ye Xiao's words and wouldn't break his promise. Does that mean the two of them will really be strangers from now on

A sudden piercing pain shot through my heart, and my breath became heavy with the weight of it.

Whatever is destined to happen, all efforts are in vain.

The best outcome is to stop bothering each other.

Lin Jinran helplessly closed her eyes, a single tear rolling down her pale cheek.

Sometimes, it's not that you don't love, but that you can't love.

Compared to unrestrained love, there is responsibility they both bear on their shoulders.

From the time Lin Jinran understood her feelings, to Lin Shan'er's appearance, and now to learning that she had once had a child.

She couldn't get past all of it.

Lin Jinran had no choice but to go all out, abandoning everything and caring nothing for the lives of others, choosing only Ye Xiao.

So, with that said, let's all go back to our own lives.

The bodyguard and nanny standing outside immediately stepped back several paces when Ye Xiao flew out, clearing the way.

The night owl strode out, ordering as he went, "Go treat her wounds."

>He walked out, his back disappearing up the stairs.

The bodyguard and the maid looked at each other for a moment, the maid didn't dare to delay and went to get the medical kit. She gently twisted open the door and walked in, being careful not to get too close to Lin Jinyan.

"Miss Lin, Mr. Ye asked me to treat your wound."

Lin Jin-yan turned his head away, wiping the tears from the corner of his eyes with the back of his hand, “Just put it down. I’ll handle this.”

"Good." The maid slowly walked to the bedside, carefully placing the medical box down. She glanced nervously at Lin Jinran, then turned and left.

When the maid left and closed the door, Lin Jinran only then turned his body, his eyes glistening with tears.

He reached out and took the medicine box, opening it. Lin Jinyu took out a bandage, and disinfectant swabs, preparing to disinfect his wrist.

A faint trace of a mark appeared across the wrist, a red bloodstain, not very deep.

Just now, I was so focused on facing off against Ye Xiao that I didn't even notice the pain. When I applied the alcohol, it felt scratchy and painful.

After her wound was treated, she moved her numb legs and got out of bed to the dining table. She pulled up a chair and sat down.

The meal had grown a little cold, but Lin Jinyan picked up his chopsticks nonchalantly and forced himself to eat, bite by bite.

She knows once she's finished this meal, she will leave here.

In another study in the villa, Ye Xiao stood by the window, a slender hand holding a cell phone, whispering orders.

After he was finished speaking, he cut off the phone.

His dark eyes intently fixed on the scenery outside the window, he could take the fragments from her hand, he could stubbornly keep her by his side, he could monitor her to prevent another self-harm, and he could force her to be familiar with his presence.

But, that kind of Lin Jinyan might really become a puppet, not the real her.

Before he saw Lin Jinran again, Ye Xiao had thought of countless ways to keep her by his side, but he never expected that the little woman would rather hurt herself than leave.

He shuddered, remembering the last time he had jumped from a building.

She was more stubborn, more obstinate, and more insistent on her own ideas than he had imagined!tirring her heart.Her long eyelashes trembled ever so slightly, and her pale fingers on either side instinctively clenched the bedsheet.This time, Fu Mo'han did not have the usual brutality and fierce...