then she saw Zhuo Yu'an leaning against his car. He had been watching her for who knows how long. 。The two stood under the dim streetlights, he leaning against his car and she beside a trash can, an...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 netizenschild, boy or girl, and regardless of her son and daughter-in-law's attitude towards her, she rushed from the capital to Senzhou without stopping. After all, it wouldn't hurt to visit them.As soon as...