Familiar architecture

Tan Zihao laughed but did not speak, he obviously knew what Guan Jingyi was thinking, but he did not admit it.

"Forget it, there's not one more person on my side, and there's not one less person. Housekeeper Zhang treats my sister-in-law pretty well when I was still alive, after all." After Tan Zihao said this, he slowly left with his hands behind his back.

With the sound of the door closing softly, the astute Guan Jingyi was still able to sense it. He restlessly propped his elbow on the table, and felt that his heart was gradually becoming stiff, but whenever he mentioned the word Xu Anran, his heart would faintly ache.

Ye Zichen fiercely threw the pen in his hand. The pen made a clear sound when it hit the floor, and the pieces of the pen scattered in all directions.

That damned woman, Guan Jingyi wanted to fly to America and strangle her.