Xia Fanxing sat on a bench by the street, her expression one of pain.
The WeChat message from Mu Hanchen was both a blow and a release for her.
She knew that this time, she really had to sever ties with Mu Hanchen.
After replying to the message, she put her phone back in her bag, hugged her knees, and buried her face in them.
If possible, she truly wanted to go to a place where no one knew her and start over.
Without Mu Hanchen, without the Xia Family that tormented him, and without those embarrassingly extreme insults.
After an unknown period, Xia Fanxing wiped away her tears and prepared to wait at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau.
But just as she stood up, a wave of dizziness hit her, and her whole world began to spin.
In a few seconds, she had fainted.
When she woke up again, she was surrounded by the smell of disinfectant.
She was in a hospital.
She rubbed her head and checked the time on her phone.
Damn, it was already half-past four.
