Zhou Zhijing's husband, whom she had been married to for less than a year, died unexpectedly. His eldest son was about to return to China because of the incident. When she heard that man's name, she was startled. Could it be her ex-boyfriend?
She didn't get free until late at night that day. When she opened the door, she saw a tall figure in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. She turned her back and put on her nightgown, saying in a lazy tone: "I'm not in the mood tonight."
"Sister." The man lowered his waist, tied her in his arms, and chuckled, "How long do you think our relationship can be kept secret?"
"You want people to know you took me to bed?"
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When discussing the funeral matters, Zhou Zhijing finally met the Liang eldest son and met those familiar eyebrows again. She couldn't avoid it and kept catching his gaze.
Liang Sui seemed to have expected this scene, and the curve of his mouth was filled with calmness. After she announced that the meeting was over, he stopped her in her tracks, leaned close to her ear, and said in an ambiguous tone: "How fresh, it's been five years since we broke up, right, are you my ex-girlfriend now?"
He paused for a moment, with undisguised sarcasm in his tone: "You're still young -"
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