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 netizensles by now.Like two trapped beasts, neither one willing to give way."Zhuo Yu'an, you bastard!" She wasn't good at cursing, couldn't spit out vulgar words, but she cursed his ancestors eighteen generat...