Upon hearing Quan Canjuan's words, Jing Hua's eyes flashed with a deep pain.
Quan Canjuan had always been a woman who saw things clearly and was very intelligent.
Her words made Jing Hua's heart clench even more.
Under the eaves, Gu Jiajia was momentarily stunned upon hearing her.
She turned her head, poking her head to look inside the room.
What she saw was Quan Canjuan's half-destroyed profile and her thin, frail figure.
She was clearly petite, but Gu Jiajia felt her heart was incredibly vast.
Gu Jiajia pressed her lips together, feeling extremely conflicted...
If Quan Canjuan cried and yelled at Jing Hua and threatened him with her life to leave, she might have felt better.
At least there would be a reason for them to argue...
Now, she only felt that Quan Canjuan was pitiful, and this kind of pity was genuinely heartfelt, not the kind where there's something detestable about the pitiable person.
