ared and sent up."What would you like to eat" He handed the menu to Shu Tinglan."Just anything." While he was ordering, she quickly changed into a housecoat. It was already summer, yet she still wore...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 netizens motionless. 。Hàn Lì and Jiǎng Mù stood outside the corridor, both at a loss for words. 。Put on your shoes. 。Jiang Mu pointed at her feet. She had come from home barefoot and was still barefoot now. 。...