Nan Jiaojiao took a long detour by cab, first going to the hospital to drive her car away and then heading straight back to Feisheng.
Bo Yanching definitely wouldn't be there.
Such a proud man, having suffered the betrayal of his emotions, how could he bear to see her face again?
Moreover, two days had already passed, and too many things had changed.
Nan Jiaojiao was truly exhausted. She had been on edge all day and couldn't sleep at night, not until Yeh Hannian came back did she finally relax.
Back in her own place, she dropped all her guards. She didn't even want to turn the lights on. Kicking off her shoes, she walked in to find the milk tea she stored in the fridge two days ago was no longer drinkable. She threw it all out, grabbed a bottle of ice water, and after a few sips, she couldn't hold back a bout of coughing.
She pressed her hand against her throat, which felt as though it were burning, dry and scratchy.
She must have caught a cold.
