Chapter 892: Chapter 892 That Person’s Figure is Particularly Striking Chapter 892: Chapter 892 That Person’s Figure is Particularly Striking The emotions in her heart were like the incessant rain outside, entangling, interweaving, spreading wildly.

Looking at one after another, she took a liking to several pieces of clothing.

They were all incredibly cute.

She really wanted to buy one, if only to send it over to the little guy.

But she quickly suppressed such thoughts.

She and the little guy had a great relationship, but Sylvan Cheney had sent the little guy away without a word to her… was that not just to cut off her ties with the little guy?

He was deliberately severing all connections between her and Little Chale, should she continue to delude herself with affection?

It had been a month, a whole month since she had seen the little guy.

And later, there might be half a year, a year, three years… or even forever.

She knew that affection could not withstand the erosion of time; year after year, even the deepest feelings could be worn away, let alone Little Chale was just a little child of over three years old.

The bond between her and Chale Cheney might have come to an end here.

So be it, from now on she really had nothing to do with the Cheney Family.

There would be no more entanglements.

“Miss, this piece of clothing is a new style in the store and it’s really nice, the design is also cute, won’t you consider getting one for the child?” the sales associate noticed Jasmine Yale had been staring at those overalls for a long time.

Jasmine Yale came back to her senses, retracting her hand.

She shook her head, “No need, thank you.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to think it over? These overalls are especially cute when worn by children.”

Jasmine Yale shook her head and reluctantly left.

Her gaze lingered on the clothes for a long time.

Chale Cheney lacked for nothing; everything was taken care of perfectly for him.

The clothes she could afford weren’t expensive, probably not even a tenth of what his father would buy; she really shouldn’t bother with this concern.

Jasmine Yale’s eyes held a look of loss, like droplets of rain, slowly streaming down.

“Jasmine, here you are, I’ve been looking for you for a while,” Ann Nolan came out, holding a shopping bag.

She looked up and immediately realized that this was a children’s counter; she understood in an instant.

“Just wandering around.” Jasmine Yale smiled, “What did you buy? Show me?”

“I bought a coat, take a look, isn’t it nice?” Ann handed her the clothes.

“Pretty,” Jasmine Yale complimented, “This color complements the skin well and goes with the dress you’re wearing.”

They chatted as they walked towards the elevator.

“The price-performance ratio of this mall’s clothes isn’t high; let’s drive to another mall where there are more brands,” Ann said.

“Yeah, together.”

Side by side, they walked toward the elevator, preparing to take it to the parking garage on the negative second floor of the mall.

With a “ding,” the elevator stopped, and the doors slowly opened–
Jasmine Yale turned her head to look at the display next to her; as soon as the door opened, she immediately called out, “Ann, come on.”

But as she turned her head, her footsteps halted, and her expression froze.

There weren’t many people in the elevator, but that person’s figure stood out sharply.

Tall stature, chiseled features, and deep-set eyes.

Dressed in a deep blue casual suit, a white shirt, without a tie.

Hands tucked in his trouser pockets, his face was, as always, covered with a cool detachment.

He saw her too, his piercing gaze cutting through the crowd to fall on her face, a subtle gleam flickering in his pupils.

Jasmine Yale stood rooted to the spot, unable to move.

Landon was neither big nor small.

This was the first time they had met after being apart for a month.

An indescribable emotion spread through her veins and limbs.