"Song Yang ……"
Leng Xiru Ru angrily pulled out her headphones and threw them on the passenger seat. She angrily stepped on the gas and dashed towards the villa.
She was definitely divorced.
When she arrived at the villa,she received a call from Han Qiu.
"What happened back then has come to an end. The information has already been prepared. Come to my office and get it."
"Okay."
She turned around and headed for The market in the South hospital.
Han Qiu looked at the indifferent Leng Xiru Ru and a trace of complicated emotions flashed through her eyes. The scars on her face looked so horrifying. He could not imagine how she managed to survive these years. The scars on his face seemed to have never stopped. Could it be that all this was worth tolerating for the sake of so-called love?
