The villa was empty, long since deserted. Zhao Dong's mind buzzed and went completely blank.
Lin Qingyun... has she really left?
For a moment, an indescribable feeling gripped his heart. Although they had met by chance, they had been through life and death together since then.
But she just left... like that?
Zhao Dong stood rooted to the spot as if he had lost his soul, a bitter smile slowly spreading across his face. He suddenly felt lost, unsure if he should go looking for Lin Qingyun. They were just strangers who had met by chance; her leaving was perfectly understandable. Besides, she was the young lady of the Lin Family. She deserved a happy life.
What good would it do to keep her here?
Zhao Dong slowly shook his head, his smile pained and self-deprecating.
「East Sea International Airport, Terminal T3.」
Lin Qingyun and Ling Feng sat in silence in the departure lounge. She stared blankly at the vast tarmac outside, her eyes downcast and filled with melancholy.
