Fang Ai said expressionlessly: "I will move back to M city tomorrow." Dong Zhichuan stared at him for a long time, and finally raised the corner of his mouth: "Why, when I heard that Li Daming was coming back, you are so desperate to fly to him?" Fang Ai replied calmly: "Whatever you say." Dong Zhichuan laughed angrily: "Very good, very good, very, good." The voice seemed to be spoken word by word. Fang Ai lowered her eyelids and replied numbly, "Yes, that's good." Then she heard a crazy sound of things being smashed. However, she didn't want to say anything more. Is all this his or her fault? It makes no sense now. Fang Ai opened the door and walked out.