Even though the previous night in the car with Qin Yinan had not been her first time, it hurt as deep as her first time.
The pain made her feel very uncomfortable. However, twenty-four hours ago, in spite of the discomfort, there had been joy in her heart. But now,, as she walked down the street, the pain radiating from the lower part of her body turned into an indescribable bitterness in her heart.
It was only a short two hundred meters between the door of the registry office and the taxi stand, but it had exhausted all the energy within Cheng Qingchong. She held the roadside railing for support and was about to lean on it to rest when there was a screeching sound of brake beside her ears.
Then, the car that halted beside her rolled down its window, and a bag landed at her feet. Cheng Qingchong was first startled before she recognized the bag as hers, so this could only mean…
