Absolutely not.
Tightly clenched in her palm was that piece of paper.
Every single word inside, she could almost recite by heart: "… Xixi, don't worry, I will be fine. All these years chasing fame and fortune, I'm weary. I'll find a beautiful place, find a simple woman, marry her, have children, and lead an ordinary life…"
In a foreign land, there's a woman who's tender, considerate, taking care of him, and has had several children for him… Isn't that wonderful?
This is the future of Huang Xiaojue.
She gave a bitter smile; worrying too much leads to such wild imaginations over the slightest breeze. If it were Huang Xiaojue, being in such an important position as he was, especially during this sensitive period, the media surely wouldn't fail to report it in detail.
Thinking this way, yet that night, she was still restless.
Finally, she endured till dawn.
She checked all the documents, cash, and simple luggage. Ms. Liu took her to the airport.
