Zuo Aiai watched as Bo Jinyu and Ye Anran walked in, and finally slowly put down her mobile phone.
Her heart felt a tinge of melancholy.
She didn't intend to deceive Anran, but Ji Nanfeng was such a bastard that she couldn't involve Anran as well.
If she got out of the car, her cover would be blown immediately.
Her family was only moderately well-off; they could never afford a house in the Double Respect Apartment.
However, seeing how close Anran was to Uncle Bo, she felt envious and was genuinely happy for her friend.
And for her, she didn't know if she would ever have the chance to experience such affection in her lifetime.
Ji Nanfeng—
Thinking of that man, Zuo Aiai felt a painful tightness in her chest and closed her eyes, forcing back the tears that threatened to spill.
Her hands clenched tightly around her mobile phone, as if only by doing so could she restrain the tumultuous emotions and resentment inside her.
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