As soon as these words came out, Jiang Cheng: "..."
Knowing a bit of the truth, he felt it was hard to respond to these words.
She was cursing happily now, but little did she know the person she was cursing was actually—
He coughed, cleared his throat, and continued:
"So, it's understandable that he wants to seize this opportunity to make a comeback. Don't blame him, after all, this is why his ex-girlfriend looked down on him. Who wouldn't feel bad about that?"
The more Jiang Cheng said this, the uglier Ruan Yiyi's expression became.
In the end, she gritted her teeth, cursed under her breath, hung up the phone directly, and turned to storm in.
Meanwhile, a man far away in inland Beijing looked at the abruptly ended call and slightly raised an eyebrow, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
That kid, this is all he could help with.
And in Gang City, on the deck of a cruise ship.
