But Xu Lei's face held no trace of pity or tenderness for her.
He simply watched her calmly.
At this moment, Xu Lei had to admit it.
Zhao Xin's departure had caused a change in his state of mind.
When he was young, strong, handsome, and dashing, Zhao Xin had loved him deeply.
Now that he was old, his face deeply wrinkled and his hair white, Zhao Xin had simply left him.
It made Xu Lei feel that women were quite pragmatic.
If you have value, they're willing to be with you.
If you have no value, they won't stick around.
'So, since he had value to the young woman before him now, why couldn't he make some demands?'
'Besides, it's hard for an old man to capture a woman's heart with charm alone.'
'When you're young, others use their value to buy your youth.'
'When you're old, you use your value to buy someone else's.'
'Perfectly reasonable and normal.'
"Immortal, I'm sorry. I don't want to cry."
The young woman added, "But I can't help it."
