At Sheng Shi's place, when he saw that interview news, he felt a deep, soulful dimness, and there was another person who also saw Han Chengchi's interview news.
Lu Yifan didn't come home tonight again.
Gu Enen was alone, guarding a large bedroom, lying on the bed, unable to fall asleep. She kept calling Lu Yifan, dialed his number over ten times before someone answered the phone, and Lu Yifan's impatient voice came through, "What's up?"
"Are you coming home tonight?" Gu Enen asked.
"I won't be coming back; I'm a bit busy with work," Lu Yifan replied dismissively.
Gu Enen felt like a thorn had pierced her heart, sharp and sudden. Holding her phone, she couldn't help but get angry, "You are always busy with work; what are you busy with? Could it be that you're with that woman?"
