Gong Xiaoyu looked at the ring on her hand, feeling a mix of emotions.
She didn't know if what she was doing was right or wrong; she just knew it would ease her family's worries.
After three years with Yue Xiaoyang, she was really tired; she needed a support.
Thinking back on all the laughter and tears over these three years, she had indeed been happy, but also desperate.
When they first got together, she had great hopes for their future. She had always been a good girl, and for him, she started lying to her family constantly.
"Mom, I've temporarily let my employees live in my place at Xia Pan Coast, so don't go there for now, otherwise they'll feel uncomfortable."
After they established their relationship, Zhang Miaoyan, who lived at Yue Xiaoyang's house, couldn't find a new place to move to temporarily, so Yue Xiaoyang shamelessly moved in with her. Afraid that her family would find out, she kept making up lies.
