Lan Xi looked at her phone, tears uncontrollably falling down as the hand holding the phone trembled.
The person on the other end, not hearing a response, continued talking to themselves: "Hello, is there anything you need? Ah Hao is in the shower right now..."
Lan Xi finally couldn't listen any longer, directly hung up the call, took her car, and left.
Just pretend you don't know anything, she thought.
Anyway, they aren't even engaged yet; to him, she's nothing. She can't control him.
Maybe, maybe once they're married, he will settle down.
Though she thought this way, the tears flowed like a flood breaking a dam, overwhelming grievance coming in waves, a pain in her heart that felt suffocating.
Actually, she could only comfort herself this way, whether it worked or not.
On the way back, Mu Yan complained to Jiang Jingheng: "Why are all your friends such jerks?"
