Yeah, since we're divorced, who would want to cling on, right?
Jiang Jiaying's behavior was nothing more than an attempt to show off her magnanimity, but I wouldn't accept it, nor would I give her that chance.
We were never compatible at school, so it was impossible for us to become friends.
Now it's even less likely for us to have any connection.
Wenya grabbed my hand,
"Ayun, come here!"
Wenya was probably trying to distract me as she pulled me into an office.
"Ayun, how about I find a few people to beat her up for you?"
Her suggestion made me laugh.
And my mood improved slightly.
In the office, there were a few of Su Peisheng's colleagues, all drinking tea, eating snacks, and sharing laughs.
Frankly, I had no interest in talking to them. Although I was sitting there, my gaze had already drifted outside, following Ding Yinuo's figure.
He left with Jiang Jiaying, not even glancing back at me once as he went.
I took a deep breath and gulped down the coffee in my cup.