"No matter how long it takes, I will wait..."
Bo Yeyuan is really like a child, easily pacified by a few words.
Li Qiyu's heart was in agony, she removed his hand that was around her waist, each step away was heavy and painful, and she staggered.
"Miss Li, you broke the agreement..."
Ling Ran leaned against the door of the living room, arms crossed, a hint of gloom on his handsome face, watching the desolate Li Qiyu walk like a puppet.
Li Qiyu's face was blank, her eyes red from crying, moving mechanically.
Thinking of Bo Yeyuan being alive, she laughed strangely, at least things weren't too bad, the whole family was alive, and as long as they were alive, there was hope.
But thinking of Bo Yeyuan's painful expression just now, he didn't know that Qiye was still alive, and she couldn't tell him, Li Qiyu's eyes dimmed again...
A hand suddenly stretched out horizontally at the doorway, blocking her path.
