Returning to Zhonghai, it was already near dusk.
"Is this okay?"
Leng Ruobing sat beside Xiao Zheng, bringing a cup of low-caffeine, skimmed mocha.
Xiao Zheng took it and drank a sip.
Hmm, neither bitter nor sweet, it's the taste he needed now.
"There's nothing bad about it. It's the best choice for both me and her."
He stared at the swirling milkshake in the coffee, smiling apologetically.
"Sometimes, I feel very sorry for all of you."
Leng Ruobing chuckled like silver bells, lowered her head tenderly, resting her forehead lightly on Xiao Zheng's broad shoulder, her right hand gently caressing the face weathered by time.
"Why say that? Xiao Ran and I are both your women. We can see how you treat us. I believe Ying'er must also understand the responsibilities and challenges you're facing, which is why she's temporarily leaving."
Xiao Zheng nodded, but the apologetic sorrow on his face did not diminish.
"Maybe I could have done better."
