"What if it bursts?"
"It's fine, just add a little water and patch it up again."
Lin Xinxuan looked at her pottery jar and continued to ask, "Are you sure it was him?"
"It must be him," Gao Jun replied.
"When did you find out?"
"Just a couple of days ago, I heard from a friend that Lin Chen has a cousin who is about his age and also happens to be a general manager at a foreign company."
Having heard this, Lin Xinxuan was certain.
The instigator behind Gao Jun's divorce was none other than her own nephew, Lin Chen.
Her pale hand reached into the pottery jar.
But instead of touching it with her fingers, she clenched her fist.
She gritted her teeth in anger.
She knew that no amount of talking could help now.
Plus, she already knew Lin Chen's character.
He had managed to hook up with almost half of the female colleagues in the company within his first week on the job, how could such a person be good?
