Wen Xiangyang did not continue listening to the conversation.
In Wen Xiangyang's eyes, all she saw was the TV showing a photo, she recognized it, it was Mu Lingqian. Even if she did not know Mu Lingqian, she would recognize the watch he wore on his wrist, which he never took off.
Surprise…
Was this the "surprise" Xiao Xin mentioned?
Wen Xiangyang stepped back two steps and left her neighbor's room in a daze, fortunately, her neighbor had just gone to the bathroom, and there was no one else in the living room, otherwise, they might have thought she was crazy.
Wen Xiangyang returned home and closed the door.
She sat alone on the sofa, hugging her knees, feeling cold all over.
Surprise...
The night that should have surprised her, yet he was having a secret rendezvous with another woman.
He was truly embracing that woman.
That image, like a sharp blade, fiercely stabbed into Wen Xiangyang's heart.
Mu Lingqian, how could you do this to me?