Qin Yafu stood in front of the window of the tea room, looking out of the window. The cup of coffee in her hand had already been cooled, but she didn't care at all. She drank the coffee in her cup in one gulp.

The bitter and astringent taste of coffee fell into her throat. She wondered if it was too bitter in her heart. In fact, it is a good thing for her now.

"Qin Yafeng." Linda went into the tea room and looked at Qin Yafeng standing in front of the window.

"What's the matter?" Qin Yafu turned around and put down her cup. She knew that Linda's...