A Useful Tool 1

Turning back, Ye Xiyuan cast a casual look at Li Qiaomeng and asked, "Is there anything else you require?"

"And what about Anyun?" Li Qiaomeng reluctantly asked, "How is he doing now? Is he still holding something against me?"

"Li Qiaomeng," remarked Ye Xiyuan, as though hearing something amusing, "Surely you don't still think that anything exists between you and my brother. Even if this current situation didn't exist, there's no chance of anything happening between you two."

Li Qiaomeng's mouth opened as if she wanted to say something but, in the end, she remained silent. She didn't know what she could or even should say.

With that, Ye Xiyuan turned around and departed, leaving Li Qiaomeng sitting there in silence, her thoughts inscrutable. It wasn't until the authorities arrived to escort her back to her cell that the silence was broken.