Ye Feng had just arrived when he saw Lin Shiyu walking out of the entrance of a government office.
Lin Shiyu's face was a picture of despair; her makeup smudged and her hair was disheveled. She had lost her usual spirited demeanor. Upon seeing this, Ye Feng's face instantly darkened.
A terrifying aura emanated from Ye Feng, and the air around them felt as if it had plunged into a deep ice cellar. The temperature plummeted rapidly, and Li Mei's eyes showed fear, feeling a chill down her spine.
Ye Feng quickly approached Lin Shiyu and pulled her into his arms.
Lin Shiyu, startled, looked up and saw Ye Feng. She finally squeezed out a wan smile.
"You're here?" Lin Shiyu looked at Ye Feng, her entire demeanor one of exhaustion and grievance.
Ye Feng's heart ached even more. Ever since he had known Lin Shiyu, he had never seen her so aggrieved.
