Love is as vast as the Milky Way, impossible to cross.

Huo Muchen took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil and make his tone as calm as possible.

He gently reached out his hand, wanting to support Liu Shiyin, his voice revealing a barely perceptible tenderness:

"Okay, I'll take you back to your room."

However, Liu Shiyin gently turned her body to the side, avoiding Huo Muchen's touch, her voice cold and distant:

"I can go by myself, there's no need to trouble Mr. Huo."

As she spoke, she turned and walked towards the door, her steps firm and swift.

As Huo Muchen watched Liu Shiyin's departing figure, a wave of frustration washed over him once again.

His suppressed anger finally erupted at this moment. He grabbed the water glass on the table and smashed it against the wall.

The glass traced an arc in the air before shattering against the wall with a crisp, jarring sound.

The broken glass shards scattered everywhere, some landing on the floor, others splashing onto the walls, leaving behind patches of mottled water stains.

The sudden noise startled Liu Shiyin, who had just reached the bottom of the stairs. She stopped, turned her head to look in the direction of the sound, and frowned slightly.

Qin Xiang downstairs was equally surprised. She was sitting on the sofa flipping through a magazine when the sudden noise made her look up at the upstairs, a worried expression on her face.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Aunt Wang heard the noise upstairs and asked with concern,

Liu Shiyin stood at the doorway, turned to look at Aunt Wang, a faint expression on her face. She said softly:

"The water glass must have spilled."

Her voice was calm and composed, as if nothing had happened.

Seeing Liu Shiyin's calm demeanor, Aunt Wang felt somewhat relieved. Without thinking further, she hurried upstairs to clean up the broken glass and shards.

"Liu Shiyin, let's talk,"

Qin Xiang looked at Liu Shiyin coming downstairs and said,

Liu Shiyin nodded and sat down opposite Qin Xiang.

Her face held a calm and resolute expression, somewhat different from her previous demeanor.

Qin Xiang looked at her, feeling somewhat surprised.

What she didn't understand was that after Liu Shiyin recovered from her serious illness, her heart seemed to have undergone a transformation.

Those past naivety and impulsiveness gradually settled down in the baptism of illness, transforming into an unprecedented clarity.

She knew she was becoming more and more dependent on Huo Muchen. Every time she saw him, she felt an indescribable excitement and joy, but once he was not by her side, feelings of loss and sadness would surge like a tide.

She had never felt this way before, and now she finally understood what it meant to like someone.

She recalled her love for Huo Muchen, that pure and passionate feeling, as if it were just yesterday.

But reality told her that some relationships are destined to fail, and there was no future for her and Huo Muchen.

Huo Muchen already has Qin Xiang by his side, and she is unwilling to be a third party and ruin other people's relationship. She respects Huo Muchen and Qin Xiang's relationship, and she also respects her own dignity and bottom line.

Liu Shiyin made up her mind. She would bury her love for Huo Muchen deep within her heart, no longer letting it become a burden. She didn't want to suffer more and more in the days to come because of this unrequited love.

"What would Miss Qin like to discuss?"

Liu Shiyin asked, her voice calm and clear.

"I'll give you some money, and you leave the Huo family."

Qin Xiang's tone was firm and cold.

Liu Shiyin smiled bitterly to herself. She longed to leave, but she absolutely refused to risk going back to prison.

Liu Shiyin shook her head helplessly:

"Miss Qin, I can't promise you that, but I'll do my best to do anything else that I can."