Jiang Qingli was so exhausted last night, she nearly fell asleep on the way.
Once she reached the gym, Jiang Qingli, afraid she was late, bolted upstairs to the locker room to shower and change.
She thought she was running late, but after she finished changing, she was surprised to see Lin Xiyue rushing in. Her light brown curls bounced with every step.
Jiang Qingli playfully tugged the ends of her friend's hair, waiting for her by the changing stall. "What kept you so late today?"
Normally, Lin Xiyue was such a good girl, always arriving early.
"You can thank your ex-husband for that—I mean, ex-fiancé." Lin Xiyue sighed. "Anywhere he shows up, the traffic gets completely snarled. And just my luck, I was on the same road as him. The whole area was gridlocked, packed with his crazed fans. God, if only those people could see how he treats you—"
Lin Xiyue clapped a hand over her mouth, cutting herself off.
