Pretending He Doesn't Exist

Even Jing Tong hadn't expected it, let alone outsiders.

Her life had fallen to rock bottom, but in a sense, she had been relieved. For example, she could finally bury her infatuation with Jiang Yu, and no one could interfere with her life.

However, the price was too high.

She didn't even have time to feel sad.

She turned on the computer and devoted herself to work. She didn't even look at Jiang Yu when he came out of the bathroom.

Jiang Yu didn't bring any pajamas, so he just washed up and was still wearing his pants and shirt.

Fortunately, he had bought a pair of men's slippers after entering the neighborhood to avoid being barefooted.

He looked at Jing Tong's quiet and serious face and suddenly realized that the woman had become more beautiful.