Rong Yanqiao pressed her lips together.
Jiang Yun said she was somewhat moved.
She had always longed for freedom, and at this moment, it was her best chance to leave.
"But where can I go?"
Rong Yanqiao's eyes darkened. She had tried to leave before, but without exception, she was always brought back by Rong Qingze.
Jiang Yun looked at her and let out a heavy sigh, "The world is vast, and you can make your home anywhere. Moreover, things are not the same as before; now Rong Qingze doesn't care about you at all."
After saying this, Rong Yanqiao's face turned deathly pale.
Jiang Yun seemed to realize that he had said something wrong and suddenly stopped talking.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean any harm."
He looked at Rong Yanqiao, somewhat at a loss.
Aside from initially feeling a sharp pain in her heart, Rong Yanqiao felt nothing afterward. She managed a smile, "It's okay, I know you meant no harm."
Besides, what Jiang Yun said was also true.
