After sorting everything out, he drove away from the Tang Family, returning to his own villa.
Watching Lin Yifan's departing car, Tang Jing, standing at the doorway, was quite melancholic. Years had passed, and the once frail poor boy had become brave and majestic, spirited, and wealthy beyond reach, no longer someone she could aspire to connect with.
"Stop looking, he's out of your league, you can't force it," Tang's mother came over to advise.
She could see that her daughter was very fond of Mr. Lin, but they had just asked him, and he had made it clear that he would not accept Tang Jing.
"Mom! Why does fate always have to play tricks on people?" Tang Jing asked.
"Because fate wants to test everyone's heart. Only those who withstand fate's trials can attain the happiness they desire," Tang's mother answered.
"It seems I couldn't withstand the test," Tang Jing murmured to herself.
