When Nan Xun woke up, it was already dawn.
She glanced at her phone.
There was a message from Xiao Mo.
Three words: I'm sorry.
Nan Xun did not reply.
Although she was not too sad about what she had seen last night, it did not mean that she could not care about it like the Virgin Mary.
Just like what she had told him yesterday, it was over. They should stop being entangled with each other and stop having any fantasies!
Nan Xun pressed the remote control and opened the curtains.
Looking at the dazzling sunlight outside, she stretched and let out a long sigh of relief.
It was more comfortable to be free.
She learned that Mrs Tang had been hospitalized on a Sunday afternoon.
Nan Xun had been busy with opening a studio recently.
Several old staff who used to work with her were willing to come back and help her.
