Bibi Dong's Heartbreak

More than twenty years had passed since they last met, and Yu Xiaogang had aged considerably.

His youth long gone, he no longer possessed the handsomeness and vigor of his younger days. Now, he looked like nothing more than an ordinary middle-aged man.

Yes, ordinary—utterly unremarkable.

Perhaps it was because of Lu Yuan's counsel, perhaps because Lu Yuan had directly exposed that what Bibi Dong felt for Yu Xiaogang was not love but obsession, or perhaps because Lu Yuan had thoroughly belittled Yu Xiaogang with irrefutable words and explained the true reason Bibi Dong had fallen for him. In any case, Bibi Dong's heart had been greatly shaken, and her way of thinking had changed somewhat.

Now, when Bibi Dong looked at Yu Xiaogang, her eyes no longer held only the numbness of someone lost in love; there was also a measure of reason.

And it was precisely that measure of reason that gave Bibi Dong a new understanding of Yu Xiaogang.

Yet even with this new understanding, the impression Yu Xiaogang had left in her heart remained deeply etched. As she looked at him, her gaze contained more wistfulness and nostalgia than anything else.

After composing herself, Bibi Dong's expression returned to calm. Looking at Yu Xiaogang, she asked in an even tone, "Yu Xiaogang, it has been more than twenty years since we last met. Why have you come to see me today?"

Her voice sounded calm at first, but upon closer listening, one could detect the faintest tremor within it.

And if one examined Bibi Dong more carefully, they would find that beneath her composed exterior lay a heart far from calm.

The jade arm holding her scepter had bulging veins from gripping it too hard, while the hand concealed in her sleeve was clenched into a