Inside the Feng Residence, Ye Lingyue's mind was in utter chaos.
The excitement and flushed cheeks from the night market had turned ice cold.
Ye Lingyue felt like she had been harshly slapped across the face; right now, all she wanted to do was to leave the Feng Residence as quickly as possible.
After hastily packing her luggage, Ye Lingyue remembered that she should notify Lan Cai'er and take her along when leaving. But how should she explain? It was deep into the night, and both of them were probably already asleep.
What would she say if asked why?
Could she possibly say that she found out Feng Xun had a fiancée... What right did she have to say such words?
After all, she and Feng Xun were merely friends.
He was always a gentle and affectionate man; the care he showed her was likely something his fiancée had also experienced.
Laughing to herself and feeling a surge of sorrow rising from the depths of her heart, she suddenly found herself at a loss as to where to go.
