Lin Shu looked at the photo and could not help but sob.
"Thanks, Fang Zhi," she said.
Fang Zhi's hand that was wiping her tears paused slightly, and then an "Mmm" sound came from his throat.
He didn't say a word, just accompanied her, silently being with her as she cried, silently lifting his hand to wipe her tears.
What a heart-wrenching woman, Fang Zhi thought for the first time.
Lin Shu cried for a long time, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances of her over twenty years.
Fang Zhi accompanied her on the side until the food became cold and inedible.
Lin Shu wiped her tears and finally stopped crying. She touched her cold bowl and apologized, "I'm sorry for crying. I'll go warm the food."
But Fang Zhi caught her arm and shook his head.
"Forget it, let's eat out today. I invite you to anything you want to eat," Fang Zhi generously said.
"But I look like this now..." Lin Shu didn't need to look in a mirror to know how she looked.
