Mentioning the word "yesterday," Jian Xi felt even more depressed.
She hadn't yet figured out how to handle this. Should she come clean, continue hiding, or stop writing altogether to prevent future problems?
Her small face rapidly displayed a range of emotions, confirming Nan Mufeng's suspicions even more.
"Don't be angry anymore, I've massaged you. Besides, you write characters so well, everyone praises you!"
"I..." Jian Xi had so much frustration she couldn't vent out!
The more she felt herself slowly being exposed...
Cheng Ling's warning from last night echoed in her ears, "Sis, listen to me, it's better to confess and be lenient than to resist and face severity. You're married now, things are different."
Jian Xi shivered. Cheng Ling was right, once married, she had to be accountable to her "spouse," not like before when she could do whatever she wanted.