Leng Yinian took the mobile phone and looked at it. She had never hesitated to delete the text messages. It was all Mo Shao's fury.

Every item is concerned about her.

It's just that she never cared, but now she's looking again, touched by the softest corner of her heart.

At this time, he should be busy. She didn't want to disturb him, but when she was in her twenties, besides studying and working, she didn't seem to have any friends who could talk with her. Maybe it was because Qin Yafu had always been her biggest dependence.

Now, she wants to vent the pain in her heart. She doesn't...