Soon, Jiang Cha was carrying bags full of things.
The two strolled along, enjoying themselves, until they encountered Chang Kuan.
He was accompanied by a woman who was holding his arm, and the two were chatting and laughing.
They seem to have a very sweet relationship.
"Chang Kuan".
Zhang Yao called out.
Chang Kuan was taken aback.
As soon as he looked up, he saw Zhang Yao and—Jiang Cha. His expression quickly became serious.
It wasn't that she was afraid of being seen by Zhang Yao, but rather that she was afraid of Jiang Cha.
He knew perfectly well the benefits of ginger tea.
Chang Kuan is quite good-looking.
He was tall and imposing, a decent man.
It's a pity, it's terrible.
When he was pursuing Zhang Yao, he used all sorts of tricks, but he never expected that in just four short years, their feelings for each other would have faded.
Memories, indeed, have no power; no matter how sweet the memories, reality is ultimately different.
Even if he loved her so much that he felt he couldn't live without her, that love will change over time.
Or perhaps, it was all just a facade.
He didn't love her as much as she imagined.
How did you get here?
"Same as you?" Zhang Yao scoffed. "You're with your friends, and I'm with mine, but the nature of these friends seems to be a little different."
"Zhang Yao, we have already—"
"I know, Jiang Cha will come with me to your house later, and we'll figure out what we should do about our relationship."
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