Her marriage was to stay by herself in a large, empty house. Her marriage lasted from hope until despair. Her marriage was a monthly routine of the 8th. If it's a lie, then just lie for the rest of your life, okay? At least this way, they could continue all the way to the end of their lives.

Lonely Marriage

"Sister Yuyao!" Tang Ling supported her nervously, her palm was also drenched in cold sweat, "Maybe, maybe I'm just exaggerating. Let's go back and ask Father Ji about what happened."

"Yes." Yuyao casually nodded, but her eyes were already filled with a layer of tears. She also wanted to console herself that nothing had happened, but this was news, not some fake TV series. No wonder she had been feeling uneasy these past few days, if Ji Rufeng didn't call her every night, she wouldn't be able to sleep at all.

The two of them took a taxi back to the villa, but they did not see Ji Weiyang and Zhan Yan at all. After asking, they found out that Zhan Yan had a heart attack and was sent to the hospital.

He knows you're waiting for her