The moment had finally come.
Everything that needed to be said had been said. Everything that needed to be exposed had already unraveled before the public's eyes. There was nothing left but the truth—stark, undeniable, and inescapable.
And now, it was time for Chen Mumu to leave.
She walked slowly, her heartbeat steady but heavy, each step echoing against the polished marble floors of the hotel lobby.
Xu Jingli was right beside her.
His hand, warm and firm, was wrapped tightly around her own, his grip unwavering as he led her forward. He was not just holding her hand—he was shielding her, anchoring her, standing as an unshakable force between her and the world that had once turned against her.