Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (3)

"Don't worry! This is no longer my home! I don't even want to come here!"

Wen Ke'er was like a shrew. There was no need for Qiao Ruoxi to argue with a shrew. She glared at her coldly and left without looking back.

Her back was straight and strong.

From now on, she could only rely on herself. If Wen Ke'er came to find trouble, she would accompany her to the end!

Behind her, Wen Ke'er stared at Qiao Ruoxi's back as she disappeared into the distance. Her heart was filled with hatred. She couldn't just let her go like this. She couldn't just let her go like this.

If Qiao Ruoxi told Feng Yunan about the diary and the jade pendant, she would be finished. Feng Yunan knew that she had lied to him and would definitely not bother with her anymore.