章節 149: Sowing Discord

He and Lu Mo flew past the stairwell. Li Xiaoran almost brushed past Qiao An, but he didn't see her.

Qiao An felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured over her, making her shiver. She turned around and left in a daze.

Lu Mo looked back and realized that Qiao An had disappeared. Her tense nerves relaxed slightly.

Qiao An didn't know how she got home. She felt light, like a soul stepping on cotton, a lifeless puppet.

Loco was shocked to see Qiao An's distraught appearance, her palm-sized face wet, and her beautiful eyes red from crying.

Qiao An had always been a very strong-willed girl in her memory. She had never seen her cry since she was young. Even when she was betrayed by Li Zecheng and jumped off a building to commit suicide, she never showed weakness in front of others.

Luo Ke asked with concern, "An'an, what's wrong? Aren't you divorced from a scumbag today? Shouldn't you be happy?"