Jian Yufei couldn't help but be grateful for the hundred and first time that she no longer loved him.
Otherwise, her heart would certainly have been tortured to death by him.
Jian Yufei also chuckled, "Ruan Tianling, having your wife cover for you like this, you truly are... the scum of men!"
Having said that, she disregarded his gloomy expression as she elegantly turned to leave.
Watching her disinterested departing figure, Ruan Tianling's eyes were filled with complexity. This woman's current appearance seemed to make him despise her more than ever before.
Jian Yufei entered the hotel room and lied down to rest without changing her clothes.
In the middle of the night, she had a dream. She dreamt of Ruan Tianling and Yan Yue shamelessly entangled in front of her, and she dreamt of him, with a cold face, ruthlessly telling her to leave.
His voice was colder than winter, making her heart drop into an ice cellar.
