Her parents had passed away, her child was not around, and even the person she loved did not love her.
"Don't be too sad, Astria. Since Qiao Yu doesn't care about you, we don't have to care about him either. Is he the only man in this world? The number of men who want to marry you in this world could form a circle around the Earth if you were to line them up. Who does he think he is?" Zheng Ziming's voice over the phone was filled with unspeakable anger.
Xia Ning held onto her phone and did not answer.
"Where are you? I'll come and pick you up!"
Xia Ning told Zheng Ziming the address and sat down by the roadside. She looked up at the night sky. There were no stars in the sky and it was a little dark. The streetlight elongated her figure. She closed her eyes and listened to the sounds around her.
She wanted to calm herself down. No one in this world was worthy of her being so sad. She had never been taught about love. She used to think that she was a machine.
