Chi Zaozao was utterly devastated by Ye Que's words: …Whatever you want!
Whatever she wanted?
Whether she waited or not, whether she divorced him or not, whatever she did—did it all mean nothing to him?
Fine!
Then let it be whatever!
She clenched her teeth, impulsive and hurt, stomping away with heavy steps, her back to him, walking farther and farther.
Ye Que, it's you who said 'whatever.' No matter what I do, it's all 'whatever,' right?
I refuse to believe you can truly be so cruel. I refuse to believe you'd abandon me and walk away.
Chi Zaozao, holding her daughter, went straight to Xue Rong and Ye Zhenhua's room. The two of them had just gone to bed.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Ye Zhenhua turned on the bedside lamp and sat up, seeing Chi Zaozao walking in with the child in her arms.
The couple exchanged a glance in confusion.
Chi Zaozao's expression looked off—full of simmering anger.
