After Gao Ya and Wang He left with their group, Liu Ruyan walked alone on the street.
The cool evening breeze blew against her body, gradually sobering her up.
She felt like she was Cinderella who had worn the Crystal slippers and been a princess for a few days.
Now that the Crystal slippers were gone, it was time to wake up from the dream.
The longer she stayed with Long Fei, the more she fell in love with him.
It was a woman's innate dependence on a sense of security; by his side, it felt like she needn't worry about anything.
But it just couldn't be, Long Fei was a married man after all, no matter how much she desired to enjoy, she couldn't become the "other woman."
And Long Fei was not the kind of person who would let her be the "other woman."
She touched the tears at the corner of her eyes, thinking to herself that it should end tonight!
She, the imposing Liu Ruyan, wouldn't have trouble finding a husband in the future.