“Cough… cough cough…”

She coughed twice, leaned on the table and stood up, preparing to leave quietly when a voice suddenly came from behind her:

"Why are you hiding here and not daring to go out?"

Yunying turned around.

It’s Jing Yi.

He was dressed in a black suit, clean and neat, stern and arrogant, with a cold arc at the corner of his lips, deliberately rubbing salt into her wounds.

For some reason, Yunying suddenly became calm.

In the past, when she was entangled with the young marquis, she was caught between persistence and letting go, suffering every day and unable to sleep every night.

Afraid to push him away.

She was also afraid that he would hate her after knowing her broken body.

Worry every day and fear every night.

But now that she has completely broken off her relationship with the young marquis, she instead feels a kind of fearlessness that is like a broken jar.

She no longer had anything to fear, so naturally she was not afraid of Jing Yi's threats.

"Yes, I dare not. I will just hide here and watch from afar. After all, I am not the protagonist today. If I go, it will only add to the trouble." She spoke in a light voice, her face looked a little pale, and she looked very listless.

Jing Yi sneered:

"You are quite self-aware."

Yun Ying stood there, pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and said nothing more.

There was a moment of silence.

"It must be very hard to see the man you like marry another woman," he said.

Yunying shut up and said nothing.

Everything that happened today was caused by him. He finally got what he wanted. Why should she struggle? Or rather, the harder she struggled, the happier he was and the more relieved he felt.

Just don't say anything.

Let him go.

Now she is fearless.

"You must still care about me, otherwise you wouldn't be hiding here, watching from afar but not daring to go out."

Yunying shut up.

"When the young marquis was looking for you just now, he couldn't find your lost look. Did you see it? A pair of miserable lovers couldn't have a happy ending. I almost walked out and told him that you were here."

Yunying lowered her head and said nothing.

Jing Yi said several sentences in succession but got no response. He gradually lost interest and his brows furrowed.

She didn't respond?

Every time she mentioned the young marquis before, she would get emotional and even want to kill him, but today she acted like nothing happened?

He straightened his eyes and looked at her.

After not seeing her for a few days, she seemed to have lost weight, her cheeks were a little sunken, and she looked a little pale. She looked so thin that she seemed like she would fall down if the wind blew.

There was a faint look between her brows, and she looked a little tired, her eyes were calm and indifferent, as if she looked down on everything and didn't care about anything.

She is very haggard.

The wind blew.

Her hands were on the table, supporting her slender body, as if she would fall down without the support of the table.

His brows furrowed even more, and his voice became harsher:

"You can't survive without the young marquis?"

Yunying still remained silent.

He walked forward unhappily, "Look at you, you're dying!"

As soon as my hand touched her, she staggered back and coughed twice:

“Cough… cough cough…”

Immediately, Jing Yi's brows furrowed even tighter.

What about her arrogance?

What about her sharpness?

Where are her minions?

In his impression, she has always been lively and cheerful, and she becomes more courageous as she faces more setbacks. She will face any difficulties head-on and is not afraid of hardships. When did she become so fragile?

He cursed coldly: "Yun Ying, are you going to die?"