Li Jiaqi listened to this and immediately understood that He Yingdong had recovered his memory.
It's over, it's all over, everything is over!
All the happiness she and he had meticulously planned was going to be destroyed at this moment.
She seemed to see all the hopes she had dreamed of, transforming into beautiful soap bubbles, disappearing little by little before her eyes.
Tears ran down her throat, blocking all sound, she was so sad she couldn't speak.
"So what do you want?"
After a long time, she choked out these words, trembling with anxiety.
He Yingdong stood up, his tall and noble figure moved slowly.
The tall silhouette stood in front of the window, his long eyes gazing into the distance, and after a long time, he said, "I want you to break up with him personally. Make a clean break without leaving any delusions. Otherwise, I'll make him spend the rest of his life in prison."
A hint of coldness flashed in He Yingdong's long eyes.
