She recalled the seemingly indifferent yet concerned glances from Chen Yi, recalled her wavering and helplessness over the days, recalled her fear of the future and a slight unwilling hope, as if she was always insignificant beside him...
Tears finally couldn't be held back, falling in large drops, splattering on her collar and spreading into dark stains. She didn't cry out loud, just silently shed tears, her shoulders slightly trembling.
Yin Weiyin quietly watched her, neither urging nor comforting. She knew that this forever confused Miss Lin couldn't refuse.
After a long time, Lin Wanxiao raised her tearful eyes and said hoarsely: "It, it was you who forced me..."
Yin Weiyin's lips finally curved into a truly satisfied smile.
"It's simple," she whispered, like a devil's murmur, "Follow me, do as I say, and after tonight, in his heart, Chen Yi will always have a... unique place for you, Lin Wanxiao."
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