Ye Weining's chest heaved violently as she held onto the edge of the table, her gaze icy and angry enough to kill as she looked at Li Tianyi across the table.
Li Tianyi kept looking out the window, refusing to meet her eyes.
If all of this was his lie, then she, Ye Weining, was the biggest fool in the world!
From childhood to adulthood, living like a princess, Ye Weining had never suffered such humiliation. At this moment, she really wanted to beat him up!
She had already clenched her fists, deciding from which direction to hit him. But in the end, she didn't punch him.
She didn't know why, but she couldn't bring herself to do it.
"Li Tianyi, I hate you!"
Ye Weining turned and left, not even returning to the room to pack her things, just drove away.
Li Tianyi saw a familiar red sports car appear on the road below the tall building, heading toward the highway, and soon it disappeared from view.
He collapsed onto the table in agony, his shoulders trembling slightly.
