Bai Fendou had been dumped.
His already tarnished reputation was now hanging by a thread.
Rumors swirled that he was an impulsive, abusive man who beat his wife.
He couldn't accept it and went to see Guan Guiling multiple times, but each time she rejected him more vehemently. The security department at the bus station even warned him that if he continued harassing Guan Guiling, they'd have him locked up. With no other choice, Bai Fendou could only silently watch Guan Guiling from afar, his heart heavy with sorrow.
Bai Fendou seemed utterly dejected. After all, this had been his closest brush with marriage in over thirty years.
And yet, just like that, it was over!
In the biting cold of winter, Bai Fendou sat at his doorstep every evening, puffing on a pipe, his worries practically dripping from him. He quietly observed Guan Guiling, noticing that she seemed completely unaffected by the breakup. Bai Fendou felt nothing but sadness.
Everything had been going so well.
