Lu Shaoming was gone.
He had really left.
Ning Qing sat on the ground and curled up her legs. She buried her little face in her knees and cried bitterly, "Wah… Hubby! Hubby, do you really not want me anymore? I'm your little wife."
The girl cried helplessly. Her weak shoulders shook helplessly. She had never thought that one day she would have to live without Lu Shaoming. She had never considered what she would do.
Her appearance attracted a large number of onlookers, and everyone was talking about her.
At this time, someone touched her body. Ning Qing looked sideways, and a pair of black, shiny leather boots appeared in her tear-blurred vision.
Ning Qing's dull eyes lit up in an instant. She couldn't believe it. She quickly wiped her tears away with her little hand. She reached out, grabbed the man's trousers, and looked up timidly.
Lu Shaoming, it was really Lu Shaoming!
Lu Shaoming was back.
