Qiao Mo looked at the phone screen she had turned on again and again, feeling a little lost.
But half an hour passed, and the phone remained silent without any response, causing her eyes to sting with a touch of sourness.
So… does this mean they have broken up?
Putting the phone aside, Qiao Mo habitually opened her diary.
Early the next morning, just as the sky was breaking, she was awakened by a commotion outside her door and got up from bed to walk toward the window.
As soon as she lifted the curtain, she was blinded by a dazzling flash that made her unable to open her eyes. Raising her hand to shield her eyes, she leaned to the side and finally saw clearly.
A large number of reporters and media gathered in front of the Qiao family's gate, blocking the entrance and filming frequently, looking back occasionally as if waiting to see when the court would send someone to seal it off.
Qiao Mo put down the curtain and looked at her room one last time.
