Xiao Wenjing didn't expect Jiang Jiu to be so candid, he thought for a moment, "You and him..."
Jiang Jiu's face carried a bitter smile, "He and I have no relationship now, no matter how many times he comes looking for me, the outcome is the same."
Xiao Wenjing couldn't help but ask, "I originally thought you two would end up together. I heard from Jiang Yi that he even proposed to you."
At first glance, the other party was just curious.
These were nothing but Xiao Wenjing's endless probing.
Jiang Jiu held a glass of wine, silently walked to the position on the balcony, looking down at everything below, "I guess I never told you, this time, I went back to my hometown."
"Hmm."
"My grandma was murdered."
When Jiang Jiu spoke of this, her eyes reddened again, tears couldn't help but slide down, still uncontrollable.
Xiao Wenjing handed over a handkerchief.
"Thank you."
