Zhang Rui shivered again, saying softly, "An Ning is really quite miserable. I thought she actually found a decent husband. Although he's a bit old, he's wealthy, which is pretty good."
Xiao Luoluo remained silent.
Bai Youyou also didn't speak.
Zhang Rui closed her mouth as well.
...
Alone in the room, An Ning fell into sadness again.
In fact, she was never a sentimental woman; she didn't love crying.
But this time, she truly felt weak and pathetic, leaving behind a man she really liked, who really liked her too.
Why was she so hateful, why couldn't she be strong?
'Buzz, buzz, buzz...' The phone rang.
Seeing that hateful number, An Ning's heart ached sharply. "Hello."
"This time you answered quite swiftly," Dong Jing's awful voice sounded.
"I've already left Yu Jingchen, signed the divorce agreement, and sent you the photos, what more do you want?" An Ning questioned.
