"Panpan, what happened? Tell Mom, Panpan..."
As they left the hospital, Mother Xue kept chasing after Xue Panpan with a barrage of questions.
"Mom, can you please stop asking?"
Feeling heartbroken, wronged, and irritable, Xue Panpan really wanted to find a secluded place to scream out and vent.
The sun beat directly down above her, and as she walked quickly, sweat soon appeared on Xue Panpan's forehead.
A breeze swept past, taking away some of the stifling heat. Xue Panpan stopped in her tracks, her whole being calming down.
Thinking back on the wedding incident, there were too many suspicious points.
At a glance, Yu Yan seemed like a pitiful woman questioning a heartless man, but her words and actions didn't withstand scrutiny at all.
At this moment, what Xue Panpan thought of was more like a meticulously planned publicity stunt.
