Lin Ruoxi!!!
This name is Han Yi's deepest pain.
Especially after marrying Gong Tingxuan, every time she hears these three words, she feels particularly uncomfortable.
Besides envy, there's a subtle jealousy.
Jealous of this woman who easily received all of Gong Tingxuan's love.
Once upon a time, she imagined herself becoming this woman, but alas, all that was just a fantasy.
She knew full well that no matter how hard she tried, she could never replace the woman in his heart.
She reached the door of the hospital room.
Through the glass window, the handsome figure of Gong Tingxuan could be seen sitting by the window.
Today he wasn't wearing the usual loose patient gown.
Instead, he had changed into somewhat casual home wear.
His refined features were filled with a noble coldness, appearing both elegant and aloof, a quality that had always deeply attracted her.
Holding a laptop in his hands.
Focused on the screen, handling some matters.
