"Have you come to terms with it?" Ruan Weiqin raised an eyebrow, with obvious teasing and a hint of tentativeness.

"Yeah." Wen Shu lowered his head and smiled bitterly, then sighed and said, "He doesn't love me, so I have no reason to persist."

Or in other words, she couldn't hold on any longer.

"I respect your decision. I will help you with Ding Dayu's matter."

"Thanks."

After hanging up the phone, amid the noisy and monotonous busy tone, something sprouted in ...