Lin Qi pursed her lips, her gaze dimming slightly, and let out a soft "Mm."
"Why bother asking," she chided herself for her craziness in wanting to raise that question.
She turned away and sat down on the edge of the bed. "You can go out now."
After uttering these words, it seemed like she had exhausted all her strength.
Lin Qi felt a sourness in her eyes and instinctively glanced at the ceiling. A line of tears circled her eyes, causing her voice to choke up as well, "Go out, and close the door."
She had always been a bit stubborn from a young age, disliking others seeing her tears or her fragile side.
Huo Tingdong stood behind her, watching her shoulders quiver from time to time, his feet unmoving, his throat felt dry.
The man lowered his gaze, his Adam's apple moving slightly, then suddenly, he turned around, left the room, and closed the door behind him.