e you like this."

She abruptly pushed the person in her arms away.

Caught off guard, Cheng Suran lost her balance and tumbled off the sofa, landing on the floor. With tear-streaked cheeks, she looked up at Jiang Yu in despair.

The person's face turned ashen, her gaze cold and sinister as she looked down on her.

"Enough."

"Sister..." Cheng Suran got up, reaching out to grab her clothes.

Jiang Yu swiftly moved away, evading that hand as if avoiding a gust of wind. She walked briskly to the door, grabbed the suitcase, and left decisively.