"Daoist, Xiaomeng's boyfriend isn't like everyone says, right?"
Zhou tentatively asked.
"No!"
Lu Heng gently shook his head.
He sighed and said, "Zhao neither suffered misfortune, being dumped somewhere, nor did he quietly leave after being diagnosed with a terminal illness."
"That's good! That's good!"
Upon hearing Lu Heng's words, Zhou immediately let out a sigh of relief.
And Xiaomeng, who was beside her, stopped crying as well.
She looked up, her tear-filled eyes gazing at the screen, making her look rather pitiable.
Something's not right!
Zhou had just breathed a sigh of relief but soon sensed that something was amiss.
If Xiaomeng's boyfriend was all right, why did the Daoist sigh?
Then, the two of them heard Lu Heng continue, "But his current situation is not much better."
Ah?
Zhou and Xiaomeng were dumbfounded.
"Dao... Daoist, what's going on with him?"
Xiaomeng asked in a tearful voice.
