The evening breeze swept away the heat, gently stirring the hems of their clothes. Yan Luoxi looked up at him, "Don't wait for me downstairs anymore; you can spend more time with Xiaoling when you go back."
Yanling remains indifferent toward Li Yeqi, treating him as if he were optional. Yan Luoxi suddenly recalled life after she turned eight, a chilling descent into an abyss.
After her mother left, her father treated her like she was invisible, even when he was around. When Lai Zhiyuan and her daughter came along, life became even harder for her. Rarely experiencing familial warmth, she genuinely wanted to give Yanling a complete family.
"Mm, I coaxed him to sleep before coming down."
They stepped into the elevator, silent as if searching for a topic, until Yan Luoxi abruptly asked, "Li Yeqi, have you been facing some issues lately?"
