Pei Yansi watched as Shen Heyu's figure gradually disappeared into the night. He spoke in a deep voice, "Are you sure you want to leave?" His voice was cold, carried through the vast night, sounding somewhat unreal.
But it was indeed real, echoing in her ears.
Shen Heyu paused, hearing the voice behind her. She could vaguely make out his expression from his tone—definitely grim, his eyes dimmed, devoid of any emotion.
Vaguely threatening.
Shen Heyu hesitated for a moment, not wanting to turn around to face him, not daring to defy him, but she truly wanted to follow Lu Yunlan.
As long as she was not with Pei Yansi, she always felt more at ease.
As she struggled to find the words, Lu Yunlan seemed to notice her embarrassment and took the initiative to turn around and say to Pei Yansi, "She has come this far, of course she's sure she wants to leave. President Pei, you should go back first. Even if you are lovers or spouses, you should give each other some space, shouldn't you?"
