My breathing was heavy, and my hands and feet were icy cold.

I really wanted to push open the door and question Chi Yu. Am I really a sycophant in his eyes?

If not, why would he tolerate these people humiliating me so brazenly?

But what's the point of going in now?

Apart from inviting more humiliation, can I salvage my self-esteem and dignity?

I didn't hear Chi Yu's laughter.

But it doesn't matter anymore whether he laughed or not.

He didn't intervene when his brothers humiliated me.

It's over between us.

My heart has already turned cold!

I don't know how to leave the bar.

All I know is that when I got home, my whole body was drenched.

I won't be able to sleep tonight.

Repeatedly, Fang Yan's voice echoed in my ears: "So, what's wrong with marrying a sycophant? They come when called and leave when waved..."

And Chi Yu's voice echoed too: "Come on, let's drink."

He seemed very happy.

Even when his male and female friends humiliated his girlfriend, he could calmly drink.

It shows that he and they are of the same kind.

It also shows that I'm not important to him at all!

Such a man, I'd rather not have.

I told myself, "It's alright, from now on, I'll be myself and never give those scumbags a chance to humiliate me again."

But my heart still aches.

I'm not made of stone.

Seven years, I devoted myself wholeheartedly to this relationship. Why did it end up like this?

Images of being with Chi Yu kept flashing before my eyes, and I tossed and turned all night.

The phone rang.

It was Chi Yu calling.

I stared at the phone for a while and then answered.

He said, "Darling, get up and put on makeup."

It was originally planned to get up and put on makeup at five in the morning.

But I don't want to get married anymore, so why bother with makeup?

Seeing that I didn't respond, he urged, "Yue Yue, are you still asleep? Get up earlier, the makeup artist will be here soon."