When Zuo Zixian got back to his apartment, he cried on his bed for a long time before he calmed himself down and tried to keep his mother from seeing what was wrong with him.

For three days in a row, she deliberately avoided thinking about Ling Yiheng. There were more than a hundred calls from him, but she did not receive any of them. It was as if she wanted to completely eliminate him from her life.

Although she knew it was impossible, she still stubbornly refused to see him.

As for the man who had been rejected by her for thousands of miles, he had been so annoyed that he had almost turned the company upside down these past few days.

Why didn't she answer the phone? Were they really going to stop the transaction? However, wasn't she afraid that she would immediately buy her family's winery? Did she not care about that?

Ling Yiheng felt a strong sense of loss in his heart. Although he had wanted to look for her several times, he managed to hold it in. After all, he didn't know what he had done wrong, and why he had come back to find her after she had made a ruckus.

In thirty years of his life, there had never been a woman who made him lower his head, not even her.

So even though he was frustrated, he resisted the urge to look for her.

She didn't answer even after calling so many times. He was so angry that he almost broke the phone.

At most, in three days, he would return to his country. What would he do if that woman still hadn't appeared? For the first time in his life, he felt he could not control a woman.

He really didn't like this feeling.

That night, he drove around the downtown area of Boston trying to relax, but instead of relaxing, he felt even more depressed. This kind of feeling rarely appeared to him.

Although it was already rather late, the traffic on the road did not decrease at all. His car was also stuck inside the traffic, unable to advance or retreat.

Ling Yiheng fidgeted with his hair in front of his forehead, feeling even more agitated as he listened to the sound of the whistle.

Suddenly, his eyes caught sight of a familiar figure outside the car window. In an instant, his attention was attracted.

That woman, was Zuo Zixian! Although they were tens of meters apart, he was sure.

At this moment, Zuo Zixian was helping a man onto the opposite sidewalk. Her movements seemed to be very strenuous, but that man was like a pile of mud, his entire body seemed to be leaning on Zuo Zixian's body.

In the eyes of Ling Yiheng, this scene made his face look even more gloomy.

He clenched his fists and stared at the two men. Who was that man? Was it her new love? Was it because of that man that she ignored him?

When he thought of this possibility, he felt extremely furious.

Originally, he had come out for a ride in hopes that he could calm down and remove some of this woman's influence on him. But he didn't expect that she would easily affect him, which only made his mood worse.

Ling Yiheng silently looked at her disappearing figure, and felt a burst of unhappiness in his heart.

After an unknown amount of time, the traffic finally began to move slowly. When he could finally move, he stepped on the accelerator and followed up. After driving for a few kilometers, he suddenly let out a heavy breath.

Then, he abruptly opened the door and got out of the car. Ignoring the unceasing horn sounds from the cars behind him, he ran in the direction of the sidewalk.

Originally, she just happened to bump into him on the way here, but he was dragged away by Rina to find a place to reminisce. Who knew that the other party was drunk because of his heartbreak, so she couldn't abandon this old classmate of hers. She could only clench her teeth and clean up this mess.

Ling Yiheng hesitated for a moment behind her, but in the end, he still reached out his hand and pressed down on her shoulder.

Zuo Ziwen was shocked, and his body froze, thinking that he had met a bandit. However, when he turned around to look, he saw Ling Yiheng's face, which was full of anger.

She hadn't thought that he would suddenly appear. At this moment, she was astonished and puzzled. A trace of joy also surged from the bottom of her heart. He didn't know why, but she was actually looking forward to it.

He panted slightly as he stared at the girl in front of him. At the same time, he glanced at the person she was supporting. Only when he looked at her closely did he realize that the person beside her was not a man.

When he saw that it wasn't a man, he immediately felt relieved. The depression and sullen anger in his chest disappeared in a flash.

"Why are you here?" Zuo Zixian had to work hard to keep his voice calm, but his trembling hands revealed her emotions.

"What are you doing?" He did not answer her question, but asked what he wanted to know.

Zuo Zixian originally didn't want to answer, but he also didn't want to argue with him on the street, so he answered honestly: "Send my friend home."