[Wife, open the door.]
[Wife, I was wrong.]
[I love you.]
[Situ Yunshu, open the door.]
[Yunshu, I miss you.]
[I miss you so much.]
[Let me see you, okay?]
[Wife, you're so heartless.]
More than thirty messages crazily flooded in.
Situ Yunshu glanced over them; the content was nothing but the same.
She let out a cold laugh. Heartless?
Is this really heartless?
There's something even more ruthless he hasn't seen.
She closed her eyes, and in the silent room, she heard the fierce banging on the door.
He acted like a rogue, refusing to leave and unwilling to compromise.
They remained in a stalemate like this.
This tug-of-war ended with Jiang Nan's hurried arrival.
Jiang Nan looked at Mu Jingnan, who was causing a drunken scene in the middle of the night at Situ Yunshu's apartment door, and said disdainfully, "Is this the love Second Young Master speaks of? Seems like it's nothing much."
