“Little Lan Lan, were my baked pastries really that bad?” Thinking about the expressions of the store staff earlier, Fei Luo felt incredibly aggrieved. What was most infuriating was that someone even fainted. He couldn’t give up after spending so much time and effort. “Little Lan Lan, I’ve decided to try even harder. I’ll bring them pastries again tomorrow,” Fei Luo suddenly said with determination.
Regarding the lively atmosphere around her, Leng Youlan was clearly detached. She hadn’t seen Lei Tianyi in the store and felt uneasy. Lei Tianyi’s recent mysteriousness troubled her deeply. Of course, she could find out through her ghostly intelligence network, but as Lei Tianyi said, she hoped he would tell her everything himself.
Leng Youlan murmured to herself in her suppressed mood, “Yi, are you home now? Do you know your girl misses you?”
The room was chilly, with a sorrowful air seemingly flowing through it. In the sea-blue room, a petite figure huddled before the large floor-to-ceiling window. Her hands tightly wrapped around her pulled-together knees, her small body curled into a tiny ball.
Waist-length black hair fell loosely, covering the exquisite face of the breathtakingly beautiful woman, hiding the clear sense of desolation on her face. She was stunning enough to move the sun and moon.
Leng Youlan’s heart was in extreme panic. An unprecedented feeling was tormenting her fragile nerves, all stemming from the man who doted on her. In the pitch-black night sky, under the cold moonlight, all she had was endless waiting.
“Mommy, will I become like you?” Leng Youlan’s voice trembled slightly, fear thick in her tone, mixed with a hint of helplessness. She knew she had already begun to sink.
The heart of coldness she had built over nine years was being slowly destroyed by that man. The one who possessed her, possessed her heart.
“Yi, do I have even a tiny place in your heart? Yi, where are you now?” She whispered softly, asking the question that had always lingered in her mind but was deliberately sealed away. However, the only response was the ticking sound on the wall and the room’s cold silence. She couldn’t help but shiver, hugging herself tighter, her small body curling into an even smaller ball.
