For two days and two nights, Qiao Xinran indulged without restraint and felt as if there wasn't a single part of her body that wasn't sore and unbearable, almost as if her bones were about to break.
Yet, all this physical pain was nothing compared to the agony in her heart.
After lying in bed for just an extra half-hour, Qiao Xinran got up.
Pulling out the suitcase she had prepared from the bottom of her wardrobe and checking items like her passport, ID card, and wallet from her backpack, Qiao Xinran looked around the apartment where she had lived for over three years. After a long hesitation, she turned and left.
She had already discussed it with her parents, telling them she wanted to go abroad for further studies so that she could help her father manage the company upon her return.
Being whimsical and opinionated her whole life, Father and Mother Qiao had long gotten used to their daughter's sudden whims.