After hanging up the phone, Ji Yuanyuan did not look at Fan Yumeng again and pulled Qin Mucheng away.
Fan Yumeng sat on the bed and murmured, "Is it wrong to be selfish? I want to live a good life. I don't want to waste my time on a cripple…"
Ji Yuanyuan did not stop in her tracks.
They would never be able to understand Fan Yumeng's thoughts.
She couldn't understand what Fan Yumeng had done and wouldn't be able to in this lifetime.
Therefore, discussing this with Fan Yumeng at this time was meaningless.
From today onwards, Fan Yumeng was just a stranger to them.
When Ji Yuanyuan and Qin Mucheng went downstairs, they happened to pass by a middle-aged couple.
The corridor of this small hotel was a little narrow. If two people walked side by side, it would be difficult to fit them. One side had to turn sideways.
The other party was a middle-aged man who looked about the same age as their parents.
