ow much medicine she takes, it won't help.Zhang Jun had never considered the problem from this angle. Hearing Shu Tinglan's words and combining them with some of his child's recent words and behaviors...He was hurrying, the sound of his suitcase wheels scraping against the floor and his shallow breaths reaching her ears like a drumbeat. She didn't speak, silently ended the video call.

When he called again, she didn't answer. She didn't go back to the new villa they had bought together, but instead returned to her old house.

It's not that Lin Zhixuan is overly suspicious, but she has a natural sensitivity to this aspect. She used to often reply to private messages from netizens devotion, she was so happy she could cry.In the brief pause for breath, she draped her hands around his neck, whispering close to his ear,“Teacher Shi, I want to attend the second class.”She wants to...