Thinking of this, Elisa was overwhelmed with frustration, yet she couldn't just sit and wait for death.
Unable to endure the intimacy so close by any longer, Elisa stood up with tears in her eyes and slowly walked over to Li Yuntang.
Seemingly greatly affected by her mother's affairs, she had lost some of her usual chilling charm, looking weary and pitiable, asking hoarsely, "Li Yuntang, do you really not have any old feelings?"
Beside them, Yan Xiaye lowered her gaze, her long eyelashes concealing her emotions, quietly looking toward them.
Honestly speaking, she had no particular like or dislike for Elisa as a person.
The resentment and jealousy were mostly related to Little Yunduo, and she had always admitted that Elisa was quite beautiful, though her proud nature made her hard to approach.
Especially now, Elisa's gray-blue eyes were misty and alluring to the extreme, even captivating for her as a woman.
However, Li Yuntang's demeanor remained calm.
