Tong Xiaohuai paused for a moment, her steps faltering, and surprisingly, she hesitated to go over and greet him.

If she could, she would even wish she could become invisible instantly, disappearing in front of Yan Bo with a "whoosh".

However, even if she really had the ability to become invisible, she still couldn't erase what had just happened.

But heaven knows how much she wanted to turn everything that had just happened into nothingness.

As a child raised in the Tong family, and groomed by her father to be his successor from a young age, doing something like that was always very easy and natural for her.

Because in her world, most of the time, violence is the quickest and most effective way to deal with many things.

For the past eighteen years, she never felt that there was anything wrong with it, nor did she ever feel that she needed to change the way she resolved these disputes.

But at this moment, she truly regretted it!

She regretted it; why couldn't she have resisted?

She was already almost out the door.

Mingming, if she had just taken a few more steps forward and seen Yanbo's face, she would have let go of her ruthlessness, let that Brother Shui shout, and Uncle Ming and the other brothers would have their own ways to shut him up.

But just a few steps away, she took matters into her own hands and made Yan Bo witness everything.

What would he think of her?

Tong Xiaohuai had never been so flustered, nor had she ever been so scared.

At this moment, knowing that she didn't have the ability to become invisible and that time couldn't be reversed, she could only look at his long shadow under the night light from afar, hoping that he could have mercy and take a step towards her first, so that she would have the courage to walk towards him.

But fate seemed to have no favor to her. She hesitated at the door for what felt like an eternity. The man leaning against the car did not leave, but he also did not take a single step toward her.

Tong Xiaohuai closed her eyes briefly, a wave of inexplicable sorrow welling up in her heart.

Could it be that his affection for her, all his feelings for her, was merely because of her beautiful appearance in front of him?

She had always been as genuine as a child in his presence.

Because he is like an ocean, capable of encompassing everything about her.

Over this period of time, under his indulgence, she has unknowingly learned to be dependent and also to be willful.

However, she never imagined that in his eyes, she was always just Tong Xiaohuai, excluded from Tongjia Village.

That was a carefree and wonderful Tong Xiaohuai.

But what is the reality?

She isn't!

Tong Xiaohuai opened her eyes, took a deep breath, and then, biting her lip, lifted her foot.

His car was parked on the other side of the street, about ten meters away from her.

These ten meters or so seemed to Tong Xiaohuai at that moment as far away as the horizon and as unattainable as the sky.

Her feet felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead. It seemed as if she had to use all her strength to lift her feet and take each step toward him.

The night light was dim, casting a gloomy, yellowish glow on his handsome face, as if it were a layer of gloom that was hard to erase.

She tried hard to see the expression on his face, but his face was blurred in the dim light.

She could clearly hear her heart pounding rapidly with fear and panic, and her hands, hanging limply at her sides, were drenched in sweat.

Even though she couldn't see his expression, she still prayed silently in her heart.

I hope he won't turn away abruptly when she approaches him.

The dim streetlights cast an extremely long shadow of hers, a ghostly black figure slowly moving forward on the dark and somewhat dirty road.

The gloomy and oppressive atmosphere almost suffocated Tong Xiaohuai.

Even so, she still forced herself to keep walking closer and closer to the man on the other side of the street.

At this moment, she finally understood that he was her salvation, her sunshine, and her longing and yearning for all that is beautiful!

But her redemption, her sunshine, her beautiful aspirations seem to be ready to slip away at any moment.

Simply because she had laid bare her most authentic and ugliest side to this man.

Of course, if possible, she would never want him to see what had just happened.

But that is the truth. Can she hide it for a while, or for a lifetime?

Tong Xiaohuai felt increasingly disheartened and wanted to cry more and more.

With each step she took toward him, she felt she might not have the strength to take the next step.

It was only then that she realized that, without her noticing, she had subconsciously decided that her relationship with him could last a lifetime.

But given their current situation, do they really have a future together?

Not to mention, a lifetime!

Yan Bo remained motionless, standing there quietly. Even though Tong Xiaohuai was only a few steps away from him, he still showed no intention of taking a step forward.

At such close range, Tong Xiaohuai was finally able to see his face clearly.

The face that used to always have a gentle smile for her is now expressionless.

His eyes, which had always been full of tenderness and indulgence towards her, now held a depth that made her heart flutter.

That's what made her hesitate.

She stopped when she was two steps away from him.

She looked up at him sadly.

She has already come this far.

She had used all her strength to walk so many steps, and the two steps left before her were the last vestiges of her self-respect.

She has to keep it safe for herself!

He didn't look away from her gaze. He simply met her gaze with an inscrutable look.

She licked her lips and, with difficulty, spoke.

"Yanbo..."

The wind was strong, making her voice tremble as if she were crying.

This brief cry was instantly shattered by the night wind, leaving no trace.

Tong Xiaohuai continued to stare at Yan Bo, like a prisoner waiting for his sentence to be announced.

Time passed, second by second.

Tong Xiaohuai felt as if the god of fate was baring his fangs at her, mocking her misfortune and failure.

Tong Xiaohuai could clearly feel that the temperature of her heart was gradually getting colder and colder.

A voice inside her whispered, "That's enough, turn back!"

Let's go, he's not from the same world as you!

At this point, Tong Xiaohuai decided to admit defeat.

She forced a smile that looked more like a grimace at his silence, then turned to leave.

From then on, she severed all ties with this man and never had any contact with him again.

But just as her feet left the ground, the man who had been standing stiffly like a stone statue suddenly reached out his hand.

His arms were so long; with one hand, he grabbed her hand and took it into his.

A large, warm palm tightly enveloped her hand.

Tong Xiaohuai looked up at him in astonishment. Before she could even ask him why, he suddenly pulled her hard and she crashed straight into his strong and broad chest!