She dared not think, if what Su Jia said was true, how she would face it.
Face that he had been gone for seven years to protect her completely.
Face that his supposed betrayal was another form of guarding her.
Face how much it must have hurt him when she fell in love with someone else, married someone else.
Su Jia seemed a bit tired, reclined her seat back a bit, and closed her eyes to rest.
Up ahead was an intersection; the traffic was somewhat complex. Gu Nanqiao was distracted and did not notice the red light. When she drove past, she collided with a white BMW with a loud "bang".
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Jinjue, conference room.
The meeting was halfway through when the ringing of a cell phone erupted from the man in the chief seat.
Huo Jingting's brows furrowed slightly; he was about to hang up but retracted as his pupils shrank at the sight of the name on the phone screen.
In the end, he answered the call, making a gesture to pause the meeting. He picked up the phone and said, "What's up?"