As Jiang Ruolan thought about this, she suddenly felt an indescribable feeling of depression in her heart.
This kind of depression, it was something that had never happened even when Xian Jian slapped her.
Because of what she had said, they turned into strangers. Is this what she asked for?
This clearly should have been her life. Xian Zihao's existence shouldn't have had any effect on her emotions, so why was she so confused?
She suddenly put down her utensils and then went to her luggage. She took out the documents she brought and tried to focus on her work to disperse the inexplicable strange feelings within her heart.
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The next day...
