The two entered the restaurant, found a quiet spot, and Jiang Peiqin whispered, "What kind of fate do I have? The wedding date kept getting postponed before, and now that he finally returned, the wedding date was set, but now something has gone wrong just before the wedding.
If it weren't for my years of feelings, I would really want to just throw him away."
Xinyan's good friend couldn't help but feel sympathetic, but still consoled her, "There's a saying that the good things in life take time. I believe your family's Ling Wenhao will definitely remember your contributions and treat you a hundred times better in the future."
Jiang Peiqin sighed, "I hope your words bring good luck."
Xinyan poured her some tea and asked, "Why did you return to school at this time?"
