He broke his vows for her, and a tycoon descended to earth for love.

She ran a long way in one breath.

Let the cold wind howl against your face.

Tears streamed down her face, and she felt like an abandoned, broken doll.

The once vibrant and bright world has now become completely dark.

I can't see anything clearly, I can't see anything at all...

I finally felt tired.

When she stopped, her thoughts gradually returned.

It was only then that I remembered I had a court hearing the next day.

Wiping away her dried tears, she looked around, unsure of where she was. Unfamiliar high-rise buildings lined the streets, and colorful neon lights adorned the roadside. Cars occasionally sped past in front of her.

The city's nights were so vibrant, but it was the first time she had realized that City A could be so big, and that even after living here for over twenty years, she could still get lost.

Perhaps this is life; what you've always firmly believed in may not necessarily be true.

Sometimes, the things you least want to accept come the fastest.

At this moment, she realized that a part of her heart had died forever and could never be brought back to life.

She slowly squatted down against the corner of the wall, hugged her knees, buried her face in them, and let herself completely relax. It was a long time before she finally raised her head again.

Even if some things in her heart had died, she knew that she was still alive.

She is a lawyer, and she has faith.

No matter how great the hardship, she should not give up everything; she must live on with strength.

She slowly leaned against the wall to stand up, feeling weary. She wanted to go back, but realized she didn't even have a phone. She could only continue walking along the road until she found a bus stop some distance away.

She reached into her pants pocket and found a coin. Only then did she drag her tired body toward the bus stop.

Even if she didn't want to go back to the Ye family mansion, she could still go back to her own studio apartment.

Alternatively, she could go to a law firm; she couldn't really let herself end up sleeping on the streets.

She's usually quite calm, but tonight she must have been really provoked to say those things.

She knew that things had developed to this point, and she couldn't stop it alone.

Even though she had accepted this fact, she still couldn't accept her mother as she was now.

It's better not to see them than to see them and feel uncomfortable. Besides, she can't guarantee that she can still act like she knows nothing in front of her father and older brother.

A person sat blankly at the bus stop, not knowing how much time had passed, until finally a bus swayed and wobbled along.

She got on the bus, chose a window seat, and sat down with her head against the glass, looking at the city at night, which was exceptionally enchanting. But her heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar, as if it could never be warmed again.

In the end, he returned to his own firm.

After getting off the bus, she walked for another ten minutes or so until she finally arrived at the entrance of the firm. The orange streetlights were shining brightly. She reached the entrance of the firm building but then remembered something.

I didn't bring my bag, and naturally, I didn't have the office key.

When people are down on their luck, everything really does go wrong, right?

She sighed and turned to leave, but when she looked up, she saw a bright red sports car parked under a streetlamp not far away.

Siyi spotted the figure standing by the car from afar.

Bathed in the orange glow of the streetlights behind him, the light-colored casual clothes on the person's clothes took on a warm hue, a color that was both red and orange.

Perhaps because she didn't notice her standing at the entrance of the firm, Jiang Yan Hui didn't seem as lazy and casual as usual at this moment.

With a cigarette dangling from her thin lips, and her captivating eyes, which could always make a woman's heart flutter, slightly narrowed, Jiang Yanhui's expression and demeanor for a fleeting moment could be described as "cold" as she seemed to be lost in thought.

Siyi rarely saw such an expression on his face, and for a moment she stopped in her tracks.

He seemed oblivious to his surroundings, leaning against the side of the car, silently smoking, lost in thought.

His profile was so perfect, and the way he smoked was so elegant. I never knew before that a man could have such grace when he smoked...

Perhaps they noticed the gaze from this direction.

Jiang Yan suddenly turned his head and saw Si Yi standing in front of the building across the street. A hint of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes.

In just three seconds, he raised his hand and flicked the cigarette butt away.

The cigarette butt traced a graceful arc in the air before landing precisely in the nearby trash can.

He strode towards Siyi.