บท 952: Conclusion（7）

Xu Jiamu lightly bid his goodbye, then silently opened the door and headed out, after closing the door with cautiousness. 

Song Xiangsi was the only one left in the room. She sat in front of the dining table, staring at the table full of food. Grabbing onto the spoon, she ate a mouthful of porridge. 

It was sweet and just the right temperature, warming her throat. She could no longer hold her tears and allowed them to stream down her face.

Just like in a movie playback, images flashed past her mind, scene by scene.

He held onto the cash, making a deal with her, but when they entered the hotel room he didn't do anything.

He waited with her when her father was in surgery, he knelt down in front of her to massage her ankle.

He promised to act as her boyfriend and had then delighted her father. He didn't mind the dirt, helping her father wash his soiled clothes.