Accompanied by the deafening sound of the door shutting, Shi Yi was instantly grabbed by Leng Yixiu.
...
Shi Yi knew that this long ordeal was finally over.
However, just before Leng Yixun fell into a deep sleep, Shi Yi faintly heard the man's gentle and affectionate voice come from behind, "Yixun..."
Yixun? Lin Yixun?
Shi Yi curled her lips sarcastically. So Leng Yixiu mistook her for his ex-wife. Even when drunk, she was nothing more than a substitute.
Shi Yi suddenly laughed, but as she laughed, tears began to slide down the corners of her eyes.
Shi Yi lowered her eyes and glanced at the man who had already fallen into a deep sleep beside her. Her fingers tightly grasped the car door handle, with veins bulging out one by one.
She wanted to punch Leng Yixiu hard to relieve the hatred in her heart, but her fist ultimately did not fall. Now, what significance would it have? Could beating Leng Yixiu rectify everything?
