Zhan Nanjue's expression was cold.
After a while, he received a few more messages from Ou Yimo:
"Azhan, the news has already spread; now everyone knows you're my boyfriend. If you clarify on Weibo that you're not, I'll be caught in another rumor."
"I admit posting that Weibo was impulsive. If you really don't love me anymore, at least give me some time to handle this, okay? How about a month?"
"Just one month. Once the storm passes, I'll immediately clarify our relationship, but not now, okay? Please, considering I have nothing right now and no one to rely on, don't destroy my career too, alright!?"
"You wouldn't be so heartless as to not even give me one month, would you?"
Zhan Nanjue stared coldly at the phone screen.
No reply.
So she had already accepted they broke up, just delaying the public announcement a bit. Was he interpreting this correctly?
At that moment, Zhan Nanjue's phone rang. It was a call from Sheng Qianxia.
He pressed to answer, "Hello?"
