After Qiu Ye said these words, it was her limit. Her body leaned weakly against Tang Mubei, and if it weren't for Tang Mubei's support, she would have already fallen.
In the end, she still couldn't hold on and fell before she and he parted.
Qiu Ye felt it was a bit of a pity.
After all, she had held on for so long, but fell short at the last moment.
Tang Mubei carried her horizontally, put her into the car, then got into the driver's seat himself, and drove quickly through the city's streets late at night.
Qiu Ye leaned weakly against the seat, preventing her back from being touched.
She just happened to see Tang Mubei's profile. His expression was serious and earnest, with a bit of coldness, mixed with some urgency.
"Tang Mubei..." she softly spoke, wanting to say something.
Tang Mubei immediately interrupted her, "Don't say anything, just sit quietly, don't speak."
Listening to her weak voice made his heart ache painfully.
