"He's not my friend at all, I don't want such a friend," Brother Ye Qi and the friends were the ones she liked.
No matter whether she was a cat or human, they all treated her the same.
"Your boyfriend, though, how could he not cherish such a simple and pretty girl? He'll regret it later."
"Don't cry, little girl, Uncle will take you home. A boyfriend who doesn't cherish you is no loss; go home, spend more time with your parents, study hard, get into a good university. He'll be the one crying later."
As soon as she heard mention of home, Wen Xiao'ai felt even more like crying.
What if she couldn't make it back home?
Jun Moyan frowned slightly listening to Wen Xiao'ai's crying and the driver's conversation, his hand on his lap tightening slightly, his eyes dark and inscrutable.
Wen Xiao'ai cried for more than ten minutes, and eventually, she dozed off while still crying.
It seemed she was so aggrieved that she occasionally sobbed even in her sleep.
