Liu Yun nodded again and again.
"Exactly, exactly, I got together with the manager only after that. At that time, the manager was in great pain and didn't know how to talk to you about it. That's why I thought of going along with the manager, giving you some time to adjust and slowly figuring out how to tell you."
"What about the chat history on the cell phone then?"
Miao Shu felt a surge of anger, his blood rushing to his head.
She hit the nail on the head!
Little Milk Jin's words were spot on!
After his mother's death, his father took a mistress, shamelessly moved into the house his mother had bought, and even used his mother's phone, masquerading as her for over a month.
Both sadness and rage gushed out at once, leaving Miao Shu momentarily at a loss for words to describe his feelings.
Absurd.
It just felt absurd.
Before, when he saw such melodramatic events in others' lives, he always thought they'd never happen to him.
