"No matter what, no matter how much it hurts now or how much I love you, I don't want to trouble you, nor do I want to embarrass myself in your heart. Many years later, you might remember that there was a woman who loved you as her life itself, who gave up all her pursuits for your happiness…" Leilei's voice began to choke with sobs.
Xiao Ye's eyes flickered slightly, shifting his gaze to the side.
Leilei wiped her tears while looking at him, as if she wanted to memorize his face for the last time.
She stood up, picked up a bottle of Western liquor from the coffee table, poured two glasses, handed one to Xiao Ye, and raised her own glass, "Xiao Ye, I wish you and Yao Beidi happiness."
Xiao Ye's expression changed slightly.
It seemed that he hadn't expected Leilei to compromise suddenly.
He picked up the glass.
Leilei initiated a toast and then downed the drink in one go.
The liquor in this room never had a low alcohol content.