The tears in her eyes finally overflowed.
"Xuan Long!"
Her voice trembled slightly. Gathering her skirt, she immediately chased after him.
"Xuan Long!"
"Wait! Please wait!"
The beautiful young lady ran after him while calling his name repeatedly.
Unfortunately… Xuan Long did not stop. He did not slow down. He did not even turn around. Every step remained calm and steady. It was as though he had not heard her voice at all.
Or perhaps… He simply did not care enough to respond. That indifference hurt far more than any insult. Tears streamed down Chu Xirou's cheeks.
"Xuan Long…"
Her voice became softer and softer. Seeing this scene from afar, Chu Yanze's expression immediately darkened. He had witnessed everything. From beginning to end.
He had watched his precious mate gather her courage to approach Xuan Long. He had watched her run after him and cry.
