As she walked out of the house, Ye Xinyue turned to take one last look at the man she had once loved with all her heart.
Seeing how heartbroken he was, she lowered her eyes to hide her emotions and turned to leave. This time, she didn't look back.
The moment she turned around, Feng Chen couldn't stop himself from turning to look at her. Watching her leave in another man's arms, he knelt down and covered his tear-streaked face.
"Yue'er, why? Just why? Why don't you trust me?" he sobbed.
When Grandpa Feng and Grandma Feng saw their son crying so sadly, they couldn't utter a single word of comfort and stood there, unmoving.
Grandma Feng wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes silently, while Grandpa Feng kept sighing and shook his head with regret.
Meanwhile, He Xieyu led his wife to the entrance of the village and helped her get into the car. Sitting in the back seat, he handed a handkerchief to his wife and said nothing. He only hugged her and patted her hand gently.
