Crying out hysterically for Sister Jiang and the other servants, Gu Nanyan had never felt the despair and helplessness she was experiencing right now.
"Jingyang." Seeing that no one was coming out of the room, with her stomach in intense pain, Gu Nanyan's tears fell like rain.
She shouldn't have listened to Lu Beicheng today, shouldn't have trusted that he would come to pick her up from the airport, shouldn't have gone back to Yulin Bay with Xia Cheng, and shouldn't have waited for him at home.
If she had gone back to Nanjiang, she wouldn't have encountered that stray cat just now and wouldn't have taken this fall.
"Nanyan." Just as Gu Nanyan was about to try to get up in despair, Lu Jingyang's voice suddenly sounded from behind her.
Seeing Gu Nanyan just sitting there on the ground, Lu Jingyang went pale instantly and rushed over to kneel before her, supporting her: "Nanyan, what happened?"
