Ji Xiangling also knew that she couldn't keep Song Yansheng. In fact, over the years, she had never been able to keep him.
She stood there, watching Song Yansheng's figure fade into the distance, her heart filled with desolation. For a moment, she felt that perhaps she would never be able to get close to this man in her lifetime.
Fourteen years—almost more than half of her life—she had been revolving around him, but he, he revolved around someone else, and it was a woman who had been gone for ten whole years!
This man, why exactly, she really didn't understand and truly couldn't figure it out.
But to just give up like that, she was unwilling, reluctant, and incapable!
She laughed at herself, thinking that she couldn't even figure out her own thoughts, let alone his.
Very normal, too normal!
Song Yansheng quickly walked to his car, got in swiftly, and left.
