Jiang Muwan:......
She turned her gaze towards the person, her watery eyes staring at Gu Jiangnian for a long while.
The latter looked back at her with all seriousness.
Three to five seconds passed.
Muwan looked up and burst into loud wails! Her cries were so heart-rending that they nearly made the surrounding servants lose their footing.
She cried and cursed, each word a smooth torrent of abuse, calling them all bastards and sons of bitches.
Gu Jiangnian wasn't in a hurry, showing no intention of arguing with her.
After all, he was there watching her cry properly.
He knew that Jiang Muwan had been suppressing emotions inside her heart, and that these feelings, unless she let them out herself, no one else had the power to do so. The Song family not answering the phone might only have caused her a hidden ache.
And that kind of ache hadn't yet reached her marrow.
