But if Fu Han were to take the initiative to talk to He Xing about the conflict between them, she couldn't bring herself to do it.
It was clearly He Xing who was in the wrong, so why should she be the first to speak up?
Fu Han had already sat in the car for a good ten minutes, still unsure of where to go. The He Family villa was indeed her home, but right now she truly didn't want to return.
Suddenly, Fu Han's cell phone rang. She thought it was a call from He Xing or Grandpa, hesitating over whether or not to answer. When she took out her phone, she saw it was Nan Qing calling.
Huating No.1, building one, apartment 2201, half an hour later.
Fu Han had come in a hurry without her keys; she could only ring the doorbell.
A few seconds later, the door was opened from the inside. Nan Qing opened the door and hugged Fu Han tightly: "Fu Han, I'm back, did you miss me?"
Her enthusiasm was like a flame, dissolving all the displeasure in Fu Han's heart caused by He Xing and Xia Ning.
