To Sow A Discord
Cui Luixian sat on the edge of the flowerbed, hugging her knees and silently watching Wei Zhijuan's retreating figure. Her eyes were red, but she did not get up to run after her.
She only quietly lowered her head and sobbed when Wei Zhijuan was already far away.
Even though her sobs were not loud, Wei Zhijuan still heard them. She was actually just testing to see if Cui Luixian was trying to trick her, but in the end, she did not run after her or deliberately say anything to her.
It made Wei Zhijuan not know whether she should pursue the so-called truth or not.
Her footsteps stopped and she turned to face Cui Luixian. Cui Luixian had her head lowered and her expression did not look like she was faking it.
Wei Zhijuan felt a headache coming on.
What the hell was going on here!
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Half an hour later.