In this world, there wasn't anything that could hurt Lu Jinnian.
She had never intended to hurt him.
However, in the end, she had hurt him the most.
Qiao Anhao felt like she was stabbed in the chest by a knife. The twinge of pain swept in wave by wave, forcing her to finally not be able to hold it any longer. She pinched Lu Jinnian's phone whilst crouched on the ground, and started to sob.
After a moment passed, she stopped crying and climbed up from the floor in a panic. She ran back to the bedroom, and found her phone among the mess. She called and waited, but no one picked up. Then, the memory of going through Lu Jinnian's calls subconsciously reminded her that the phone she was calling could be switched off. She then suddenly remembered that, at that moment, Lu Jinnian was on a plane.
