What he said was right; Yan Huan wasn't forgiving when it came to such things.
Yi Ling rushed to him and grabbed him by the sleeves. Don't waste your breath on such a person.
"Jerk. Bitch."
"Jerk" was directed to Lu Yi, and "bitch" the woman with the surname of Sun.
Lei Qingyi felt a good deal of sympathy toward Lu Yi; the man had never made any mistakes in his entire life, whether it was work or studies. Even in life, he was disciplined and virtuous. Who would have thought he would be labeled as a jerk one day?
Even after everyone left, Sun Yuhan still clutched tightly onto Lu Yi's sleeves.
"Lu Yi…" she muttered, her lips trembling. "Are you really married? But you told me you were single…." Her eyes were red. She was so wobbly it felt as if she might fall at any moment.
Lu Yi put his hands around the wheelchair handle and began pushing it.
"I'll take you to rest."
