"Do you think there's any hope for him and me?" Yi Wei on the screen, tears welling up in her eyes.
Zhu Junwei pats her shoulder again, "Just a moment ago, weren't you confident? Why, suddenly, are you feeling so low?"
"It's not that I feel low, it's that, he's been really cold to me lately!" Yi Wei, her eyes red, looked a bit frustrated, "Ever since his son came back, he's been noticeably different towards me!"
Zhu Qianying, who was sitting on the sofa in front of the screen, initially thinking this was just drama, now felt a peculiar vibe hearing Yi Wei's words.
Then, relieved, she felt grateful that Yi Wei didn't become her baby boy's step-mother, or it would have been like throwing a sheep into the lion's mouth when she sent her son back then.
"Don't worry, everything will change after tonight! Then, whatever she has, you'll also have, and what you have, she won't have!"
