Song Yan entered through the front door. From a distance away, she saw Ling Ciye sitting on the swing. Beside him was a woman who had her hair pinned up in a bun. From her back view, the woman looked small and petite and appeared to be quite young.
Was it his new girlfriend?
Song Yan pressed down her lips and walked briskly towards them.
"I really didn't expect that you'd find a new woman so soon."
Ling Ciye turned around and saw her behind him. "Why are you here?"
"If I didn't come, would I have known that you found a woman so quickly?"
Once her words came out, the woman on the swing turned around and she realized she had made a fool of herself.
The woman talking to Ling Ciye was actually An Xiaoning.
"This smell of jealousy is so strong it can even reach the Pacific Ocean." An Xiaoning got up to leave. "You guys have a chat."
