Everything was fake.
Love was fake, happiness was fake, even memories were fake. Even her personality was fake.
And Xingxing suffered so much because of it, so how could she possibly not be attached?
"Dad, Uncle Han, you're back now, get some rest early."
Ye Xiu saw them return and hurriedly spoke.
It was almost five o'clock at this point, and they had been busy for a long time.
Soon it would be daylight.
At some point, the sound of drip-drop began to come from outside the window.
It had started to rain.
After the rain, there was bound to be a clear day.
The first thing Bai Dan did was to feel Bai Zhi's forehead, finding it not hot, he then felt relieved.
"You rest too, take care of the paperwork early tomorrow, and then we'll discuss the rest."
Bai Dan also knew that Ye Xiu had wanted to divorce for a long time, which was good. That bastard Bai Da shouldn't keep holding her back.
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