"Thank you," said Zhuo Qianyun.
When Guo Xinli turned to leave, Zhuo Qianyun's eyes were still staring at his back as if she was sighing over something or recalling something.
It was not until Guo Xinli got in the car and drove out of the neighborhood that Zhuo Qianyun turned around. She walked in the direction of her motorcycle stall. She had only taken a few steps when the sound of footsteps hurriedly approached her. The next moment, someone seized one of her arms and she was turned around with a pull.
"Is that the man you're going to start a new life with?" Ye Wenming's voice reached Zhuo Qianyun's ears with thick sarcasm.
Then, his stern and cold face caught her eye.
A touch of surprise flashed across Zhuo Qianyun's eyes when she saw the impeccably attired Ye Wenming. "What are you doing here?"
"What's the matter? Shouldn't I be here?" Ye Wenming asked coldly. His long eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his face was full of displeasure. The thought that she had been staring into the eyes of that ordinary-looking man while smiling filled him with dread.
'She never smiles like that in front of me, but she smiled at the plain-looking man. Did she give up custody for that man?'
"Zhuo Qianyun, are you that desperate for men? As long as a man gives you the slightest hint of affection, you just can't wait to abandon your son to get married, huh? You even plan to give that man a child, don’t you?"Ye Wenming asked sarcastically.
Every word he said seemed to strike her with something sharp.
Zhuo Qianyun quietly looked at the man in front of her. She raised her free hand and touched her heart.
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