A busy tone came through. Looking at the phone that had been hung up, he could not help but frown slightly. The tone in which Lingxue talked to him tonight looked cold.

In the business apartment of North City.

After finishing the company's report, Yang Shuting didn't wash or comb it. She sat on the sofa with a pillow in her arms and stared at the TV. A life and death separation scene was playing on the screen.

However, she was not in the mood to see it. She picked up the remote control and turned it off directly. The living room suddenly became quiet.

She felt tired. She pinched...