Even though Leng Yejin had told her in a fit of anger that her New Year's Eve's night had been ruined, she still answered without even thinking about it, " "I've been with him."
As she thought about it, she sent a text message over."How about we go out for dinner with Shanshan tomorrow night?"
In a certain villa, Leng Yejin broke out in a cold sweat. He was in so much pain that he felt as if there was a knife slicing his flesh piece by piece. When he heard the sound of a text message, he glanced at the content of the message. He did not have the strength to reply.
Tong Lu waited for a long time but did not receive a reply. It seemed that the man was still angry.
"If you don't want to say anything, I'll make the decision myself. Book a table at my favorite restaurant and I'll send you the address after I've made the reservation tomorrow. I'll go to the presidential palace to pick Shanshan up to celebrate the new year with her. Good night."