The lunch was originally scheduled at Zhuo Group, but changing the location still counted as having lunch together.
After lunch, Ningyan checked the time. "I wonder if the surgery is over yet? Sigh, watching Zhang Juan getting hit and thrown by the car right before my eyes, all the hatred I had for her seemed to disappear."
When Zhuo Junyue mentioned that woman, there was an unmistakable annoyance in his tone. "If she died, so be it. Her staying alive feels like it's testing my patience."
Ningyan held his hand and looked at him. "Husband, maybe it's because I'm so happy with you by my side now. I feel like the happiest woman in the world every day. All the unpleasant things from the past seem so insignificant now, and I don't hate them anymore."
