When she heard her assistant mention Mr Helian, Leng Wanqing's expression changed. Her whole body trembled, and her hand that was holding her phone tightened.
Helian ... Helian ...
Leng Wanqing seemed to have swallowed some bitter water. She closed her eyes and said,""Xiao He, don't ever mention him again."
"Okay. Then, Wanqing, are you really okay? Are you really going back to country a to rest?"
Leng Wanqing acknowledged,"I've been a little tired these few years and haven't had a good rest. Take this time to rest well. Don't look for me for the time being, and don't tell anyone that I'm in a country."
"Alright," he said.
After saying that, Leng Wanqing hung up the phone. By the time she raised her head again, Wen Qingzhu and that woman were no longer in their original place.
Leng Wanqing was so upset that she almost smashed her phone.
The love that once belonged to her, the care that belonged to her, Wen Qingzhu had actually given it to that woman.
