Xu Wei asked Rong Yanqiao a critical question.
Rong Yanqiao's throat tightened.
She fled from Rong Qingze, wanting one last attempt, striving for freedom.
The result—
Rong Yanqiao smiled with relief, "I don't have that many thoughts anymore. If I can't leave, I might as well stay. When they get tired one day, they'll naturally let me go."
Xu Wei said nothing.
Xu Shaodong had said that Jiang Xun was her longtime classmate, had liked her for many years, and that marrying someone who likes you is better than marrying someone you like.
Would Jiang Xun become that kind of situation?
Xu Wei didn't dare to think deeply about it.
She was desperately trying to escape that vortex.
A painful vortex!
"Qiaoqiao, I don't want to talk about this anymore. I'm so tired. I want to sleep beside you for a while."
"Go to sleep."
Rong Yanqiao couldn't refuse her.
Xu Wei slept beside Rong Yanqiao, looking so peaceful.
Rong Qingze bought things but couldn't bear to disturb them.
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