Several people had no appetite for dinner. Zhou Shuyue slumped in her chair, looking dejected. "Chen Ye," she sighed, "Am I such a terrible mother For so many years, I didn't even realize...",Yan Ji stood by the emergency exit, leaning against the railing and lighting a cigarette for himself. His gaze passed through the dissipating smoke, falling blankly on some emptiness below.,Qian Wei screamed, she was grabbed by Yan Ji's collar and pushed to the edge of the steps. Her heels hung in the air, her body arched backward, standing at the edge in a dangerous posture that could roll down at any time. The fear of breaking her leg last time enveloped her: "Yan Ji, you crazy man, what do you want to do"。