When people came in and sat down in the living room, I first asked them if there was any misunderstanding between them, or how it would look like there was such a great hatred.

I asked Wen Qiumeng to explain. She said Connie would explain. She was too lazy to explain.

Connie thought about it and told me the truth. She flew from Paris to Xiamen on August 27th. When she arrived in Xiamen, it was more than 10 p.m. She wanted to call me, but because the phone was off, she thought I was sleeping. She came out of the airport by herself and took a taxi to her...