The car headed down the mountain.
Sang Yu stood at the school gate, her feet resting on the local specialties that Gu Siting did not take, her eyes brimming with tears as she watched the direction of the departing car.
Ming Yao leaned against the car window, watching the beauty cry, and couldn't help but sigh.
The man driving in front must have seen Sang Yu's sad and lost look, but his handsome, indifferent face showed no expression.
Cold-blooded!
Heartless!
Decisive!
Ming Yao appreciated his nature of not leaving any hope for others if he did not like them.
But thinking about his attitude towards her, she felt that it was better to have some sympathy for herself first.
This time returning to Li City, it seemed impossible to get close to him again under the guise of the little maid!
Even if she assumed another identity, he would notice.
Having been deceived once, he would not be fooled a second time!