Only Xiao Linye and Ye Yuning were left together.
Xiao Linye looked at Ye Yuning, feeling as if he were suffocating. He moved his lips, trying to say something, but at this moment, he couldn't utter a single word.
People say that when a woman is seriously hurt, she doesn't want to deal with the one who hurt her.
Silence is their ultimate revenge.
And now Ye Yuning had succeeded because Xiao Linye was already feeling a bone-piercing pain in his chest.
Ye Yuning wasn't silent; she was willing to say anything, yet those very words made his chest ache repeatedly.
She had said everything.
Her words were like sharp knives viciously stabbing at his heart.
Ye Yuning put some food into her bowl, then lifted it and walked upstairs.
She had just said she would come down to eat, but now...
Watching her retreating figure, Xiao Linye's heart twisted even more fiercely.
Kang Xuan hadn't gone far.
Seeing Ye Yuning head upstairs, he subconsciously glanced toward the dining room.
