Not Even Your Blood Type or Your Horoscope Is as Good as Hers

At one o'clock in the morning.

Nian Junting didn't return home. Sister Lan couldn't contact him. She was worried sick, so she decided to call Luosang. "Sang, is Young Master staying over at your place? Did you guys fight? He sounded weird over the phone this evening."

Luosang couldn't fall asleep. She sat upright when she heard what Sister Lan had said. She nearly blurted out, "I'll contact him," but she quickly stopped herself and said, "We broke up. You should check with Nian Xi or Xiao Si."

"What? Broke up? Why did you break up?" Sister Lan was shocked. "Impossible, you youngsters shouldn't use it so casually in your petty fights. It's very hurtful."

"We really broke up, Sister Lan." Luosang tried hard to contain her heartbreak. She had to make Sister Lan believe her as well, even though she hated it. "I've made things clear with him already."