"Tomorrow we're leaving this place, so start packing," Fang Minghe said wearily, waving his hand.
Jiang Nanshu: "..."
Did he summon her here just to witness him quarreling with Jiang Yisen?
That very night, Jiang Yisen left Weixi City.
The next day, the group flew back to Beijing.
Jiang Nanshu returned to her newly purchased house.
Seeing an unfinished cup of water on the table, she almost thought there had been an intruder in the house, then she belatedly remembered that Lu Qingyan's fingerprints were also registered to access this house.
She hadn't contacted him for the past two days.
Nor had Lu Qingyan contacted her.
Great, just great, she thought. This bastard would never take the initiative, would he?
So she opened WeChat, located his chat window: "Brother Qingyan, are you still busy? I'm back in Beijing. The house is so big, and I'm so cold. I need you to hug me to sleep tonight."
Sent.
She was certain that Lu Qingyan would reply to her.
But the result?
