Some lies.
If the other party doesn't take the initiative to break them.
Fu Nian also doesn't intend to say much.
After all... no one likes their scars to be repeatedly uncovered.
Especially for Wen Ziyang.
Fu Nian pursed her lips and took the initiative to say, "Okay."
"Hmm."
...
After a brief chat, Fu Nian hung up the phone.
Fu Nian did not choose to return to the Fu Family but stayed overnight at her law firm.
On the floor where the law firm was located, Fu Nian had a small apartment-like residence for her convenience.
Fu Nian didn't feel sleepy, gazing out the window, a bit dazed, watching the raindrops on the glass. She didn't know when it started drizzling outside.
The rain began to intensify... soon turning into a torrential downpour.
Fu Nian pursed her lips.
It was raining back then... she and Jing Luo once sheltered from the rain under the eaves.
And many other things, like they once played in the water together.
And... Jing Luo's confession to her.
