Although she didn't know if Wang Xiangyun and Dongfang Ming were childhood sweethearts who were engaged, it wouldn't be good for them to stay too long in such a situation.

Ye Ling looked at the crying Wang Xiangyun and also felt it would be better if he and Liu Duo withdrew from this situation.

"Brother Ming, Duo Er and I will accompany you to appreciate the flowers another time, this…"

He stopped when he mentioned this. Dongfang Ming would naturally be able to figure out the rest of the sentence.

Dongfang Ming nodded when he heard him and didn't try to make them stay. "Okay, then take the horse carriage home."

As he spoke, he looked at Ming Yan again and asked him to arrange the coachman to send them back.

"There's no need," Liu Duo said. "Dongfang, Ling and I will walk back by ourselves. We will go visit Yang on the way."

The weather was quite cool and taking in the scenery while taking a walk was quite nice. She treated it as a strolling date with Ye Ling.

When Ming Yan heard her, he looked at Dongfang Ming to hear his opinion.

"Okay then. You guys be careful on the road. I will send the painting to you once it is framed."

"Okay, see you next time."

After they said that, Liu Duo and Ye Ling left unhurriedly and walked towards the direction of their home.

Dongfang Ming sent them out and looked at them for a while before turning around and saying to Ming Yan, "Let's go."

Right now, he was in no mood to continue looking at flowers. His good mood had already been ruined.

After he finished speaking, he lifted his legs and walked towards the bullock-cart that was at the side.

When Wang Xiangyun saw this, she immediately went over and blocked him. "Brother Ming, why do you treat me like this? Is it so hard to paint a painting for me?"

He looked at Wang Xiangyun, who was half a head shorter than him. She was like a pear blossom bathed in the rain, a weeping beauty, and she obviously looked pitiful. However, Dongfang Ming's heart did not ache for this beauty at all.

"Where did all these whys come from?"

He replied indifferently, looked away, and continued to walk away. However, he was blocked again.

Little Tian, who was at the side, saw this and immediately went to pull on Ming Yan's sleeve. She gave him a look to indicate for him to leave and give her lady a chance to speak with his master alone.

In response, Ming Yan pulled her hand away and acted as if he didn't see her. He kept holding the brush and ink and stayed where he was. He would stay wherever his master was!

"Brother Ming, do you hate me this much? You clearly know I am sincere towards you. Can't you just give me a bit of response?"

"Xiangyun, I do not want your sincerity!" Dongfang Ming looked at her and said seriously, "I will make it clear to you today. I don't have the tiniest bit of feelings for you, so there's no need to even talk about me giving you any response."

Wang Xiangyun heard his words and tears poured out non-stop.

"You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink. I hope you can find someone else!" After Dongfang Ming finished speaking, he quickly walked past her from her side.

He had already said what he needed to say so he didn't want to waste any more time.

Ming Yan immediately followed him. He didn't even look at Little Tian and her lady.

When Wang Xiangyun heard him, she silently turned around and looked at Dongfang Ming as he left…

Find someone else?

Brother Ming, if I had the heart to find another person, would I still keep sticking to you and not letting go? Wang Xiangyun thought of this and her heart was being torn apart inside.

"My lady, don't be sad anymore. Actually… actually what Mr. Dongfang said is not wrong, You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink..."

Little Tian carefully tried to persuade her while she helped her wipe her tears.

She could make a guess that the first thing Dongfang Ming would do once he arrived back at the capital was to cancel the engagement.

Wang Xiangyun had that silent and wooden look on her all the way until Dongfang Ming got on the horse carriage and left. She didn't move at all, and it was as if her soul had left her.