Lu Ziheng: "..."
Who will sympathize with him?
**
Half an hour later, Feng Yanyan indeed arrived, even carrying a mini trolley case in her hand, clearly fully prepared.
Lu Ziheng had such a headache, just looking at her messy hair, red and swollen eyes, and a bright red nose, and as soon as she entered the door, she burst into tears with a "wah"...
Forget it.
He went straight to the study, out of sight, out of mind.
Meanwhile, Ran Yu took Feng Yanyan to the bedroom.
After freshening up, the two girls got into bed and began their chat.
It was supposed to be a chat, but it was mostly Feng Yanyan talking and crying while Ran Yu listened.
"Brother Yu, when do you think they will break up? Brother Yu? Brother Yu..." Feng Yanyan talked for a while, then turned her head to find Ran Yu had fallen asleep.
She pouted, wiped away her tears, and reluctantly lay down to sleep.
But...
