Lin Nuan found the words less unacceptable when she heard them coming from Lu Hanzi.
When Lin Nuan left Lu Hanzi's office, the sky had already turned dark, and the wind was cold, so she hailed a cab to return home.
Sitting in the backseat of the cab, Lin Nuan looked to the side outside the window at the bright intersecting colors of the traffic light, her mind full of the last words Lu Hanzi had seemingly carelessly left her with.
She had said, "Nuan Nuan, those who have loved before often can't handle plain marriage life…"
When the phone in her bag rang for the second time, only then did Lin Nuan, after the driver's reminder, take it out and accepted the call.
"Dad…" Lin Nuan called out to Lin Jingquan, trying to sound more energetic.
"Nuan Nuan, come home right now!"
Lin Jingquan's deep voice sounded heavy and serious.
Lin Nuan pursed her lips, keeping quiet.
