114: Chapter 118: The Past, Present (2) 114: Chapter 118: The Past, Present (2) That instant of agony felt as if it tore through her numb nerves!
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Without hesitation, she struggled to her feet, even if it meant furrowing her brow in pain—it was a price she was willing to pay!
Panicked, she escaped from the room, not returning to the rooftop ballroom but instead drove through the streets of Las Vegas.
She sped out of the city, racing along the silent road, finally stopping at Death Valley.
In the early morning, as the first ray of sunlight slowly rose in the distance over Death Valley, she felt as though everything about her was reborn.
The shallow and pathetic person she once was, the one who had been utterly dejected over a man, seemed to fade away with the night.
Upon returning to Toronto, she was no longer impulsive; she had become a completely different person.
She studied hard and, after graduation, diligently worked at her company.
Lu Jiayuan could no longer affect her emotions.
Cheng Tingting, of course, was not someone content to play by the rules, perhaps because she saw her feelings for Lu Jiayuan fading away.
Finding no joy in their relationship, she listlessly broke up with Lu Jiayuan.
Later, it was heard that Lu Jiayuan had gone to the United States to further his career.
From then on, the two had no more contact.
Three years later, when she saw him again, she no longer had the impulses of the past.
Even thinking about her past self, who had been so abjectly heartbroken over his “transferred affection,” was somewhat amusing to her.
Now, she only worried that he might greet her family and have her sent back to Canada!
She didn’t want her fate to lie in the hands of her stepfather and mother!
Nor did she want to be with a man she had never met!
No matter why Lu Jiayuan had appeared this time, she was determined not to let him take her back to Canada!
With this thought, a flicker of realization passed through Jian Anning’s eyes.
Just as she turned to leave, she suddenly bumped into a firm embrace!
She was taken aback, not yet lifting her head from the man’s chest, when she caught the familiar, faint scent of osmanthus—it seemed, it might be—Yu Zexiao?
Yu Zexiao’s handsome brows were slightly furrowed, his head tilted as his dark eyes looked at her with some confusion: “What are you doing standing here?
Are you trying to sabotage something?”
Seeing him, it was as though she had been given a shot of adrenaline, yanking her thoughts away from those faint memories of the past.
She immediately retorted with an eye roll, “Sabotage?
I came out looking for you!
You went to the restroom, why haven’t you come back after so long?
The new male lead has already arrived.
You’re the only one missing; I’ve been looking everywhere for you!”
Yu Zexiao seemed somewhat amused as he watched her ramble on and then chuckled, “It’s rare for you to talk so much at once!”
“What are you even talking about?
Come on, get yourself together.
This scene is done; let’s pack up and get ready to go back!” Jian Anning said gruffly, not waiting for his response, and turned to leave.
They both returned to the set, one after the other.