She was getting married.
Tonight, she stayed behind for a reason.
In her words, it was to settle all debts and make a clean break.
She didn't want to owe Wang Dahai anything.
Wang Dahai pressed against her back, grasped her fullness, and kissed the nape of her neck.
Yan Jing felt the dumbbell in her hand suddenly become very heavy, and she slowly put it down.
With one hand and one leg on the sofa, her pose resembled that of a bitch.
On their anniversary, her boyfriend took her out to dinner, gave her gifts, and proposed to her after they returned home.
At that moment, she felt like the happiest woman in the world.
If only that accident hadn't happened.
She had been struggling these past few days, but ultimately, she made a decision.
After tonight, she would cut off all ties with Wang Dahai and no longer have any contact with him.
Their secret would not be known by a third party.