That night, Xiao Li carried a fruit knife with him and arrived outside Lan Feilin's luxury villa.
Standing at the villa's entrance, Xiao Li's expression fluctuated; he didn't want to tear things apart with Lan Feilin unless absolutely necessary.
Resorting to such extreme measures to resolve things.
There was still a sliver of fantasy within him, hoping to somehow win Lan Feilin's affection and allow him to stay.
With this thought, Xiao Li hid the fruit knife on him, not revealing it for the moment.
He pressed the doorbell.
Lan Feilin came down in pajamas, saw Xiao Li through the monitor screen, and frowned slightly.
But didn't think much, directly opened the door, and said expressionlessly: "What are you doing here again?"
"President Lan, I know I was wrong. Please give me another chance." Xiao Li looked distressed, hoping to gain Lan Feilin's sympathy and forgive him this time.
