Shu Tinglan came to pick them up from the car, the atmosphere at the kindergarten entrance was like this: so sad. Even when they saw her, there was a hint of sympathy in their eyes. It's unclear whic...He was hurrying, the sound of his suitcase wheels scraping against the floor and his shallow breaths reaching her ears like a drumbeat. She didn't speak, silently ended the video call.

When he called again, she didn't answer. She didn't go back to the new villa they had bought together, but instead returned to her old house.

It's not that Lin Zhixuan is overly suspicious, but she has a natural sensitivity to this aspect. She used to often reply to private messages from netizenss nor gave him face, but cleverly used three or two sentences to turn the private matter into a public one, without any personal emotions.Zhao Tingxing took the microphone and glanced at her as if cas...