He will definitely regret it in the future, it’s better to part on good terms now, to leave each other with beautiful memories. I don’t want us to torture each other like resentful spouses, ending up parting ways in discordance. Ye Feng clenched his fists tightly, "I’ve thought it through these past few days, as long as you’re by my side, I can give up everything." "What about your mom? Are you giving her up too?" "She still has my dad, and Xiaoxiao, I know I’m selfish, but I can’t lose you; I would die." He had to muster all his strength to say those words. Ning Zijin cried like a weepy figure, and Ye Feng’s towering body hugged her tightly, "I’ve arranged everything, we’ll go abroad and never come back. None of this here matters to us anymore." He was sorry to the Ye Family and to his parents who raised him, but he couldn’t bear the pain of losing Jinjin. Let him be selfish this one time. Dad, Mom, please forgive your unworthy son. But she couldn’t be so selfish. He was just impulsive today; in the future, he would regret it. He was the heir of Shenghua, a future so bright. Was it worth giving up for her? Ye Feng held her tightly, "Jinjin, we will definitely be happy." Without children, turning away from family and parents—can we truly be happy? At Jingdu International Airport, Ye Feng held onto her hand tightly, afraid that she would slip away in the blink of an eye. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel·fıre·net In the departure lounge, she leaned against Ye Feng’s shoulder, her gaze shifting towards the blue sky outside the airport, vast and boundless, always full of endless possibilities. She hesitated, reluctant to let go of him, reluctant to let go of the future he painted for them, but she was well aware that behind this happiness was a price to pay. Their happiness, like bubbles in the sunlight, looked beautiful yet fragile—a gentle poke and they would burst. She had spent eight years understanding this truth—was she going to continue being foolish? No, she couldn’t hold on anymore. She sighed silently, Ye Feng’s nagging voice ringing in her ear: "We’ll buy a house by the sea, a large two-story villa. We’ll live on the first floor, the second floor will be your practice room... We’ll also get a pet, would a dog or a cat be better? In our free time, we can walk along the beach, I want to do all the things you like with you..." Her lips curved into a gentle smile, and she closed her eyes softly. That day might appear in her dreams. The cellphone in her bag vibrated suddenly. She took it out without a sound, glanced at it, and then put it back into the bag. Ye Feng glanced at her, "Who is it?" He started to fear, terrified she would leave, his nerves on edge constantly. Ye Feng’s assistant came over with the boarding passes, "Young master, it’s time to check in." "Let’s go," Ye Feng pulled her up to her feet. Ning Zijin suddenly furrowed her eyebrows, covering her stomach, "My stomach hurts a bit, I want to go to the bathroom." Ye Feng narrowed his eyes; she didn’t seem to be faking, "I’ll accompany you." He watched Ning Zijin enter the women’s restroom, leaning against the railing at the bathroom’s entrance, his gaze fixed on the exit. The assistant walked over to him and whispered, "Young master, about your father and mother..." Ye Feng indifferently said, "Don’t worry about them. I will contact you after I go abroad. If they give you trouble, you can resign. With your abilities, you won’t starve anywhere." The assistant pursed his lips, "Young master, are you really decided? It’s still not too late to change your mind. You’re the heir to Shenghua. To give up everything and go overseas, your father and mother won’t be able to accept it." Ye Feng glanced at him, "I am clear about what I want. Rather than living a mediocre life under their control, I’d rather give up everything in pursuit of freedom, no matter the consequences, I will take responsibility," the man said with a resolute tone. The assistant sighed softly. The young master was too obstinate, too deeply affectionate, willing to forsake his status and position for a woman—it was truly lamentable. Ye Feng’s gaze suddenly shifted, raising his wrist to check his watch. Five minutes had passed—why hadn’t she come out yet? He took out his phone to call her, but it kept showing that the call was unanswered. He felt something was off and waited another five minutes. The boarding announcement for their flight was already sounding in the lounge. His face suddenly turned pale as he rushed into the restroom, eliciting screams from a group of women. But he only shouted, "Ning Zijin, where are you?" No one answered. He was looked at as if he were a lunatic, but he didn’t care. Grabbing one of the women, he said, "Help me look for someone inside. Her name is Ning Zijin, about one meter seventy, with long hair in a ponytail, wearing a black trench coat and blue jeans..."