de her feel worse. Her grandfather looked at her with pity and as if he wanted to take her pain upon himself. Her father wore an expression of guilt that seemed to consume him. The only normal person...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 netizenstwo days off.Gu Ruandong also acted very normally, pinched her face, "Six thousand steps of walking every day, no laziness allowed. My phone can show me your daily step count."When Xiao Gurulu was thr...