C519 Thoughts

Linyao sat alone, sometimes crying, sometimes taking a swig from her drink. Anyone who cared for her would have been heartbroken to see her like this. Unfortunately, no one showed up, and her quiet sobs echoed through the bar.

After leaving the bar, Yuanxi sat in his car, his cold gaze capable of intimidating anyone. The idea of feeling sorry for Linyao seemed utterly ridiculous to him