Song Di turned ashen-faced, regained his composure, and looked at Ding Zhicheng, hastily explaining, "I came to see, I heard Ding Lan went to study abroad, and I couldn't quite believe it, so I came to verify it."
Ding Zhicheng narrowed his eyes, staring at Song Di.
Song Di's face grew even paler; he dared not meet Ding Zhicheng's gaze.
Only then did Ding Zhicheng say, "Ding Lan has gone to the United Kingdom to study."
"Buzz—"
In an instant, Song Di's heart felt struck, and a sensation of bleeding washed over him.
She really left!
The only thought left in his mind was that she really left, Ding Lan had gone abroad to study.
"Do you have a way to contact her?" Song Di asked eagerly.
"No, that's what Ding Lan said—she doesn't want us to disturb her. She wishes to study hard, to read in peace, so she didn't leave any contact details," Ding Zhicheng told Song Di.
Song Di seemed as if his soul had been sucked out of him.
"Then which university did she go to?"
