She lowered her head, sobbing softly. Mo Hexuan simply pretended not to see. This was what they had agreed upon—they would break up with Jian Yang today, regardless of whether she agreed or not.
He wouldn't give them the chance to keep any lingering connection in the future; this was his bottom line. He even thought giving them so much time to soften the blow was quite generous.
And now, this was the final moment.
After Qin Youxue finished breakfast, Mo Hexuan stood up and tossed her a phone. She took a look; it was the old phone he had angrily smashed to the ground.
She lowered her head and eyed it for a few moments, realizing it had been repaired. Mo Hexuan sat not far away and said flatly, "Call him."
Qin Youxue bit her lip softly, with her fingers trembling slightly holding the phone, unable to press the button.
Break up with Jian Yang.
She thought she was mentally prepared, but now that the moment had come, she found herself unable to do it.
