This time, Leng Yixiu indeed kept his promise and left the secluded villa in the mountains.
Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Lin Yixun looked towards the spot where Leng Yixiu had stood during the day, but it was already deserted.
Suddenly, memories of the past flashed through her mind. It seemed that from the moment she met Leng Yixiu, her life had taken a severe downturn. At first, she had forcibly intervened in Leng Yixiu's life, and then Leng Yixiu had relentlessly pressured her. She never imagined that this domineering and overbearing man would agree to leave her life.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Lin Yixun retracted her thoughts, thinking it was Chu Yan, but when she turned around, she saw Feng Chengyu at the door.
The man saw her soaking wet and couldn't help but furrow his brows. He quickly walked up to her and asked with a frown, "Why haven't you changed your clothes?"
"I'm not cold."
"Do you think your body is made of iron?"
