Seeing Meng Qiancheng's face full of hatred, Lin Yu felt complicated. She had explained why she hadn't kept him by her side initially, but Meng Qiancheng refused to believe her.
She had thought that as long as Meng Qiancheng was willing to come back, she would certainly make it up to him.
But his heart harbored only hatred.
"You know very well what kind of person he is, there's no good ending in following him." Lin Yu persuaded, doing what she felt a mother should do.
As for whether he listened, she couldn't control that.
She placed the ointment on the bedside table and then turned to leave.
The next morning, through Lawyer Seo, Lin Yu finally met Zhou Lin.
He was still wearing the black suit from the day of the wedding, albeit it was all wrinkled. Yet, his demeanor showed no signs of fatigue—instead, he was calm and composed.
"Ah Lin." Lin Yu wept, overwhelmed with sadness.
Zhou Lin consoled her, "Don't worry about me."
He didn't elaborate, "Just take care of yourself."