361 A Thousand Bottles of Correction Fluid (1) 5yr

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With that, Ji Yi immediately grabbed her handbag from the coffee table and got up.
From the corners of her eyes, she caught a faint glimpse of He Jichen's lips moving when she turned around. Before she could make out what he said, she had already walked far away.
Only Ji Yi knew just how drained her entire body was, but she still forced herself to walk elegantly out of the hall and into the restroom.
She only walked ten short meters from He Jichen's side to the bathroom, but it felt like she walked several kilometers. Both her legs felt weak and unsteady.
She was scared she was going to fall any second, so she found an empty cubicle and rushed in.
As soon as she shut the cubicle door, her whole body went limp as she took a seat on the toilet.
Ji Yi wasn't sure just how long she sat there frozen nor how many people entered the restroom or what those people said. She only knew that her bag vibrated endlessly in her palms, and her hand was a little numb from the constant vibrations.