Fog Returns to the Capital

Chapter 103 Separation
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Yang Shuhua was a strong woman when she was young, and she has not yet fully retired.

She was simply sitting there, yet the powerful aura and oppressive presence she exuded were enough to make Li Wu feel suffocated.

Li Wu thought Yang Shuhua would make things difficult for her.

—But no.

Yang Shuhua only asked her a few very ordinary questions, and even spoke in a calm and composed manner, treating her like an ordinary junior.

He neither put on an arrogant attitude nor deliberately made things difficult for her, and there was no contempt or disdain in his words.

But Li Wu sat there, feeling as if she were sitting on pins and needles.

Perhaps because she was raised as a chaebol heir from a young age, Yang Shuhua unconsciously exuded a sense of authority and pressure when she spoke.

Even when answering simple questions, Li Wu's palms were sweating profusely with nervousness.

Li Wu instinctively wanted to escape, but she barely had the strength to even stand up.

later.

Li Wu slowly came to her senses.

A person of Yang Shuhua's stature would likely disdain even making things difficult for her.

Yang Shuhua only needed to sit there and invite the socialites and heiresses of the circle to a gathering, and Li Wu would experience it firsthand—

The gap between her and them.

Their family background, education, and the demeanor cultivated from being in the top class since childhood are things that Li Wu can never achieve in her lifetime.

Even though they were in the same banquet hall, there was an insurmountable chasm between them.

Just like Li Wu wanting to stand next to Zhou Jinghuai, it's unworthy of her position and a pipe dream.

Yang Shuhua didn't say a word, yet every word she uttered was clear and piercing.

that moment.

Li Wu had to admit that she and Zhou Jinghuai were from completely different worlds.

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...So it doesn't matter who told Li Wu.

Importantly, Zhou Jinghuai did not deny it.

He will marry someone else.

Thinking of this, Li Wu's heart suddenly clenched.

It felt as if her heart was being squeezed tightly, crushed and pulverized by a thousand pounds of iron, the pain so intense that she couldn't even breathe.

But ironically, she didn't even have the right to question Zhou Jinghuai.

Li Wu withdrew her hand from Zhou Jinghuai's warm palm.

The biting cold wind seemed to strike instantly, and countless chills seeped into Li Wu's body.

Li Wu felt cold, but her heart felt even colder, and she couldn't help but want to hug herself tightly.

She knew what she would face from the moment she got together with him. But when the day actually came, Li Wu still couldn't stop feeling sad.

Li Wu gazed at the empty courtyard, not looking at Zhou Jinghuai. Her voice was soft and low, yet slow, as if trying to make every word clear.

“I know we’re not from the same world, I knew that from the very first day I was with you. So I don’t blame you, on the contrary I’m very grateful to you. If it weren’t for you, I probably wouldn’t be who I am today.”

"But... we should get things back on track. Zhou Jinghuai, let's break up."

The words fell.

A silence.

A cold wind swept up a few fallen leaves from the ground, which floated and sank in the air before falling back to the ground.

Zhou Jinghuai sat there without saying a word.

Li Wu knew he was listening, so she continued speaking, but her throat felt like it was blocked with heavy lead, each word difficult to utter, "I'll be moving out in the next couple of days. Don't worry, I'll definitely..."

"Li Li."

Zhou Jinghuai then interrupted Li Wu, his tone as unhurried and composed as ever, "I have no intention of letting go, nor will I let you leave."

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I caught a cold, so I can only update this much today.