anymore. Her father died, and these things had nowhere to vent. There was no one to ask, what use was it to grind him to dust It had become a disease over time when it was suppressed in her heart. If...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 netizensuldn't a sincere apology be in order"She pointed at the woman in the backseat of his car."Is that your car Or hers You're so eager to settle and leave. Are you drunk driving Or is there something ill...