Ye Wenyu was stunned for a moment, her face first turning red, then pale.

So he meant they should break up!

Like a bolt from the blue, like a thunderclap.

She had misunderstood. She thought he was asking her to come home because they weren't married yet, and people would gossip if she stayed at his house for too long.

But now, she finally understood what he meant: he wanted them to break up.

He doesn't want her anymore!

This was something she never expected.

Ye Wenyu raised her head, her eyes wide open like teacups, her face filled with disbelief, her lips trembling as if they were filled with scalding hot oil.

Lin Tingfeng couldn't bear to see her shocked and surprised expression. He lowered his head, feeling as if a knife was twisting inside him.

"Why?" Ye Wenyu asked softly, "Because I was kidnapped and cost you 80 million?" Indeed, she had spent too much of his money.

Lin Tingfeng closed his eyes, feeling as if a fire was burning inside him.

This silly girl, stop asking, let's go, stop asking, let's go!

“Tingfeng—” Ye Wenyu took a step forward and said to him with utmost seriousness, “I just said that I owe you, and I will spend the rest of my life repaying you. I’m going to interview for a civil service position tomorrow. Once I pass the civil service exam, I will work hard to take on part-time jobs. Consider this money as what I owe you, and I will definitely pay you back!” Her voice was not loud, but it was as firm as metal, sounding incredibly resolute.

Tears welled up in Lin Tingfeng's eyes.

He didn't want the tears to fall.

He said cruelly, "Girl, no, it's just that we're not right for each other, not right for each other. Go away, don't say anymore, don't say anymore."

My heart was clenched in pain, and my face was contorted in agony.

His body trembled with pain, as if blood was seeping from every pore. He felt as if he were standing on a floating sea, not on solid ground.