Only Xia Chunyu and Liu Li were left in the room.
Xia Chunyu looked at the appearance of Liu Li slouching, but he had no sympathy at all. There was no need for a person who always wanted to hurt others but ended up hurting himself.
" Zhao Liu Li, you should be very clear that no one in this family will like you anymore, is it you leave on your own or wait for chunfeng to stop you?" Xia Chunyu's eyes were clear and cold.
Liu Li did not seem to hear Xia Chunyu's words, but looked blankly at the empty house.
This was her home, a warm and safe harbor for her. Even if everyone disliked her, there was at least a pure wind who loved her and had a solid shoulder for her to rely on. But now that the pure wind had gone, the last warmth had also disappeared, she was helpless , and there has become a bitter cold ice cellar.
However, where else can she go?Back to the palace?