Gu Zhichuan sighed in his heart, his emotions complicated.
That was because his indifference in the past was a stark contrast to Wen Yanqing's attentiveness.
"I'm no longer in contact with Feng Yangyang and always return home; I've even prepared plenty of videos as entertainment. Do you remember the bottle of face cream I broke? I've replaced it. I also have a cat; it's small and cute," Gu Zhichuan said softly.
Lin Gantang was stunned.
She had always resented his affair with Feng Yangyang to the point of hysteria.
Lin Gantang recalled how she used to complain that he was always at work and loved Feng Yangyang more than he loved her.
The memory of her sitting in the living room alone, his promise to her forgotten, as she was left to watch a movie alone on her birthday.
Even the bottle of facial cream drifted to mind: the shards and sharp edges resulting from one of their more heated arguments.