Jiang Xiaonan had to work overtime today and didn't leave the office until eight in the evening.
Actually, she just didn't want to go back too early, fearing that being alone would make her feel even worse.
When she got back to the apartment complex, the property manager, a middle-aged woman, saw her hanging her head and walked over.
"Xiao Nan..."
Jiang Xiaonan stopped, "Hi, ma'am..."
The property manager was experienced and, seeing her expression, knew that the young couple hadn't made up after their fight.
"You had a fight with your boyfriend, huh? Really, these things are often settled as quickly as they flare up."
Big-hearted, the property manager couldn't stand to see young people upset.
Jiang Xiaonan bowed her head, thinking, does ma'am have Clairvoyance? How did she know she'd fought with Gu Moyang?
"Last night, your boyfriend sat downstairs all night. He must really like you. He just sat here, smoking all night—I saw so many cigarette butts."