Silence.
Deathly silence.
The four women in the private room were all stunned, frozen in place.
The looks they exchanged carried too much information.
They seemed as if struck by lightning.
None of them knew how to alleviate the awkwardness.
Finally, after a long while, Ning Mengyao came back to her senses.
She was the first to look towards her close friend, Yang Linglong.
"Linglong… your married boyfriend… is Lin Fan?"
"I… I…"
Yang Linglong was still rigid where she stood.
Facing her friend's intense gaze, her throat felt as if it were blocked by something.
Her eyes filled with tears, she no longer had any defense.
After all, at this moment, all words felt so pale and powerless.
This outcome was beyond her wildest dreams.
Seeing Yang Linglong's demeanor, Ning Mengyao already had her answer.
So she turned her head and looked towards Li Qiqi.
"Qi Qi… the married man you wanted to pursue… is he also Lin Fan?"
