章節 1817: If You Are Unwell, You’ll Need to Make an Appointment

Ye Qianqian gave a sudden start and quickly scurried out of the chief editor's office.

As she exited, she suddenly caught sight of the dazzlingly beautiful diamond on her ring finger.

She quickly turned her head and stuck her hand out as she announced, "I'm getting married soon! Wish me luck!"

The chief editor gritted her teeth and picked up her cellphone. She raised it in the air and was about to hurl it at Ye Qianqian.

Ye Qianqian quickly made a move to dodge her and ran off.

The chief editor withdrew her hand. Huffing and puffing, she made a call. When it connected, her expression suddenly changed. She pitiably whined into the line, "Hubby, I need consolation…"

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By the time Ye Qianqian returned home, Shen Zhilie had already left.

When Ye Qianqian was done packing her belongings, she laid on the bed. She couldn't resist the urge to raise her ring in front of her face and wiggle her finger.