Hu Jiaying felt that this was the most peaceful and pleasant day she had experienced in years.
The sunlight, which seemed glaring before she arrived, now felt bright and cheerful, making her think once again that being here was the right choice.
Looking at Chi Yunxi, who was softly gazing at the small square in the distance, Hu Jiaying felt a mixture of complex emotions.
Thinking back on the things she had done over the years, Hu Jiaying felt a deep sense of shame.
In this moment, Hu Jiaying thought, if the roles were reversed and it was Chi Yunxi who had relentlessly pursued her all these years, she would never have attended this meeting. Even if she did, she would never speak to her so calmly; she might even have thrown her coffee in her face.
Chi Yunxi's tolerance only made her feel more narrow-minded and unpleasant. Suddenly, Hu Jiaying felt a restless unease.
A word of apology lingered on her lips, yet Hu Jiaying couldn't bring herself to say it.
