Yang Li hesitated, her eyes filled with heartache—heartache for her mistress, and heartache for Duan Ye, who was now like a walking corpse.
If the old lady were here, she would probably be heartbroken to see them come to this.
Yang Li led Duan Ye to the dressing room.
When the walk-in closet was opened, it was filled with Duan Ye's clothes, for all four seasons.
"Two days before leaving home, Miss had it hastily made..."
"It's my fault, I didn't even realize that Miss was about to leave..."
"gentlemen..."
"Is our family still together?"
Duan Ye looked at the clothes and suddenly gave a self-deprecating laugh.
Let alone Yang Li, even he didn't notice, did he? No, that's not quite right. He had a premonition, but he was too arrogant, thinking that Luo Qingyuan loved him so much that she would never leave him.
Finally, Duan Ye closed the door to the walk-in closet: "Since she prepared it, let's keep it."
As for the future...
"Those who want to leave can go. You can get reimbursed for your wages after you settle the accounts. Those who don't want to leave, please continue with your duties."
Duan Ye looked at the empty house. He had never realized how big the villa was before, but now that it was quiet and he couldn't hear a single voice, he realized...
It turns out the house is really big.
"From now on, don't come up to this floor without my permission."
After Duan Ye finished speaking, he dragged his tired body slowly toward the bedroom.
Yang Li watched Duan Ye's desolate figure as he walked away, and murmured, "Sir..."
But Duan Ye didn't turn around; he simply closed the door, shutting everyone out of his world.
After that, his world may never see any light again.
Since that day, he has never been able to get through to her on the phone again.
Apart from the old things still existing, it's as if this person had never existed in his life.
Sister Luo, you are really...heartless.
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