For a whole day, Li Ziming didn't call Xia Lingling. Xia Lingling suddenly felt very chilled. This man wouldn't call him anymore. Maybe he was waiting for her to call him, and then she had to apologize to him and say sorry. Xia Lingling recalled the past seven months of getting along with Li Ziming, and she felt from the bottom of her heart that the two of them were really not suitable for each other. Their outlook on life, values, and moral values were completely different. Li Ziming also said: "Xiao Xia, do you think we are suitable?" But Xiao Xia shamelessly said: Why are we not suitable? It is a match made in heaven. Whenever Xiao Xia finished speaking, Li Ziming could only shake his head helplessly. In fact, Li Ziming did not hate Xiao Xia. He liked Xiao Xia quite a lot. Xiao Xia was not tall, quite thin, with an oval face and a pair of bright big eyes. Her face was always very rosy and her skin was fair. She was always full of energy in her early twenties and was a very cute little beauty.