"Bye."
Yao Beidi hung up the phone.
Then she suddenly smiled knowingly.
Gui Yuan was right, even if it was hidden in her heart, it was still letting go.
She turned around, returned to the bedroom, walked straight into the bathroom, and freshened up.
She looked at her somewhat gaunt reflection in the mirror, her complexion seeming a bit too pale. She took a deep breath, stopped overthinking, and quickly washed her face. She then changed into a set of clothes for going out, applied some light makeup, and grabbed her purse to leave the house.
At the front door, those rotating shifts of men in black suits were still standing there.
Yao Beidi looked at them.
They looked at Yao Beidi.
Yao Bei stepped into the elevator.
The men in black suits followed.
She always felt that such an atmosphere was somewhat awkward.
Yao Bei looked at the reflection in the elevator's mirrored glass and saw the men in black suits standing beside her, all serious-faced.
