Zheng Yue returned to the apartment Nan Kang had rented for her in a daze.
After being dumped by Ji Fei, she felt that her brain seemed to have rusted after the hangover. She felt a splitting headache just thinking about it.
However, grievances consciously welled up in her heart. Before Zheng Yue even realized it, the bedsheets were drenched in tears.
She definitely could not afford to offend Ji Fei, but the first person Zheng Yue thought of in her panic was Murong Qiao.
She was the eldest daughter of the Murong family and had such a noble status. If she could stand up for her, Ji Fei might really marry her.
Zheng Yue made a call with a wishful thinking in her heart.
"Zheng Yue?" Murong Qiao was very surprised to receive her video call.
Zheng Yue pouted, her eyes red. When she came back, she hadn't had time to change her clothes, and the marks on her neck happened to fall into Murong Qiao's eyes.
