Upon entering the room and lying down in bed, Luo Qianxun pulled over the blanket and buried her face in it, crying heartbroken sobs.
Why, when she thought she had already won Li Mingxun's love, did she suddenly encounter such a cruel truth?
Was she not worthy of his love?
Even a woman like Jiang Xinjie, so pretentious and artificial, could win Li Mingxun's love. Why couldn't she?
"Whimper..."
Luo Qianxun's cries were muffled, she didn't have a shoulder to cry on.
Bai Xiaolian was busy with wedding preparations, so she didn't want to bother her.
Nanny Sun stood outside the bedroom, listening to Luo Qianxun crying so hard. With a sigh, she shook her head and went downstairs.
She thought for a moment, picked up the landline and dialed Li Mingxun's number. But the phone just rang and rang, with no answer.
Luo Qianxun was the only one to return in daylight, and that gave her an uneasy feeling. Now, hearing Luo Qianxun's sobbing, she knew something unusual had happened.
