"I... "I was dumped."
Zhao Yishu's current state could be described as completely disheartened. His blonde hair and fancy Versace could no longer cover his loss. Together with Lucheng next sentence, he finally reached the critical point of collapse.
"I knew it."
Lucheng was indifferent. Zhao Yishu was stunned for half a minute before he finally roared out in grief and indignation.
"You know?" "Do you know why you didn't remind me beforehand?"
After asking the question, he finally realized what had happened. These words seemed to be familiar, as if they had had a similar conversation before.
As expected, Lucheng calmly told him:
"It's very fair. You did n' t tell me what you knew earlier. I naturally want to return it once."
Zhao Yishu was filled with grief and indignation. However,
