He knew Yao's mother couldn't bear it anymore.
No mother would stand by and watch her daughter suffer like this.
"Xiao Ye, thank you," Yao's mother said, breathing a heavy sigh of relief after receiving Xiao Ye's answer.
"Mom, I should be the one thanking you."
Yao's mother seemed to smile faintly.
"Mom, is there anything else?" Xiao Ye asked.
"Xiao Ye, during this time, Beidi has kept rejecting you. Just now, when she came back, I stayed with her as she slept. She said…" Yao's mother hesitated, "She said she really doesn't want to continue being with you."
Xiao Ye gripped the steering wheel tightly, even though he wasn't driving. At that moment, he unconsciously clenched it harder.
"I see." Xiao Ye responded softly, his voice barely audible.
