Lin Yixun hurriedly left, fearing that Leng Yixiu might follow her, and couldn't help but look back, only to find that Leng Yixiu's former spot was empty.
Her heart involuntarily relaxed. This man was too terrifying, she no longer had the ability or energy to deal with him. She was especially afraid that Leng Yixiu might appear in front of her mother; no one knew better than her how much her mother hated him. She didn't want her mother to be even slightly agitated.
For some reason, Ouyang Hao suddenly appeared in her mind. The roguish smile of Ouyang Hao in her mind slightly lifted her originally gloomy mood.
Lin Yixun had to admit, this man was gradually intruding into her bones, bit by bit, subtly influencing her.
Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, it was New Year's Eve. Lin's mother's condition was worsening, yet she insisted on going home for the New Year. Lin Yixun had no choice but to agree.
