practically locking herself in. Zuo Yu'an followed her in shortly after, bent down to glance at her computer screen, and continued speaking."Finish eating and then work."Shu Tinglan was really annoye...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't resemble a girl's usual feed at all. It was more like the official account of her school, filled with announcements and notices, completely devoid of any personal information about her life.He retu...