Knowing that Yao Xinxin is resting in the guest room, I really don't want to stay in the same space with that disgusting woman. Qiu Jiayi advised Zhang that she didn't need to prepare lunch for her, so she called the car and went out.

Mrs. Zhang sighed heavily, turned her head to the closed room downstairs, looked at the back of her car and murmured to herself, "Sir, I hope you don't let down your wife's love!"

Qiu Jiayi made a phone call to her friend. After waiting for a long time, nobody answered it. She continued to dial in a restless mood, and her slender fingers suddenly poked...