Xie Congjing had chosen a husband for Nanxing since they were young, a childhood sweetheart whom she had watched grow up, a man of impeccable character and integrity.
but…
Xie Congjing just couldn't understand how Nanxing could have played such a good hand so badly.
Xie Congjing shook her head. She wondered who her sister had inherited her personality from. If she had even a bit of her sister's emotional intelligence, she, as her mother, wouldn't be so tired.
Time passed by, second by second.
Before we knew it, it was seven o'clock in the evening.
Duan Ye returned to the hotel because his grandmother was still there, only to find out that she had already checked out of the hotel.
Duan Ye was completely bewildered, but the receptionist gave him a slip of paper with the old lady's flamboyant handwriting.
"You little rascal, Grandma's going to play mahjong with her old best friend. I'll definitely come back when my granddaughter Qingyuan returns. Don't worry about me!"
Duan Ye wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a picture, sent it to Luo Qingyuan, and then left the hotel and returned to his home with Luo Qingyuan.
The workers don't work at night, so Duan Ye went straight to the kitchen as soon as he entered. He found that the kitchen had been repainted, and he could move back in in a couple of days.
This house was very big for Duan Ye. Luo Qingyuan used to be with him, but today the house was empty and no one was there.
Duan Ye was actually a little unaccustomed to it.
He had just put down his phone and was about to take a shower when it rang.
Duan Ye took one look and realized that it was true what they said: "Speak of the devil and he appears."
A WeChat video call came in.
The call was just connected.
Luo Qingyuan's cheeky voice rang out: "Grandma, don't worry about it. She has plenty of places to go. What about you? Have you gone home yet? Are you tired? Do you want to take a bath?"
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