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"For example... the thing you did six months ago..."
Fu Jingshen: "..."
Gu Nian looked at Fu Jingshen's tense, handsome face. Six months ago? What had happened?
Hmm... When was that?
She calculated carefully—it was around the time she returned to the country.
Or perhaps before that...
Gu Nian became somewhat distracted and did not notice her phone ringing in her bag.
Gu Nian's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, and she quickly took her phone out of her bag and hung up.
After hanging up, she realized that Fu Jingshen and Sang Yu had already pushed open the door and were standing in front of her.
Gu Nian: "..."
Well... this is awkward.
Sang Yu's eyes were still red, obviously having just cried, with her tears not yet dried.
As for Fu Jingshen, his handsome face looked severely gloomy.
Gu Nian forced a smile and said, "That... I just arrived, and I saw you were arguing. The door wasn't completely closed, slightly ajar…"
