Jiang Chengxu returned. It was noon when he arrived; the Zhiqing point had just started lunch, each person had two mixed flour buns and a bowl of vegetable soup with not even a hint of oil.
Manman held the bowl, took a sniff of the soup, and her stomach immediately churned. She hastily put down the bowl and ran outside to vomit, only to see Jiang Chengxu walking listlessly down the road.
Tears of excitement almost flowed as she rushed toward Jiang Chengxu and reached out to support him, only to be pushed away by him, "Don't touch me!"
Manman wiped her tears and cried out in grievance, "Brother Chengxu, what's wrong?"
What's wrong?
Jiang Chengxu looked at Manman with hatred. If it weren't for her, Xu Qinghuan wouldn't have broken off their engagement, and he wouldn't be stuck in this countryside, his family wouldn't be in trouble, and Yan City's Jiang family wouldn't have abandoned him.
