Collapsing onto the bed, the emotions she'd been holding back all along finally burst forth, tears streaming down as she tightly gripped the blanket.
He said he was her husband, so she couldn't interact too much with Tan Qing. But what about him? Why didn't he think about the fact that she was his wife? How could he still be entangled with her while going to see Ji Wei?
She hated her own softness, hated that she couldn't leave resolutely right now!
Even more, she hated that she still loved him!
"Where is she?" Leng Yan entered the room, loosening his shirt buttons, his face exhausted.
"Young Madam went upstairs... to the guest room... and she locked the door..." Sister Ping and Xiao Mi exchanged a worried glance, their voices involuntarily lowering.
It seemed like both Young Madam and Young Master were in a terrible mood. Had they argued?
For the past few days, their relationship had been tense, which had kept the two of them anxious.
