All was back on track, life had regained its tranquility, and Mo Ran suddenly felt like everything in the past was just a dream.
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Tokyo, a high-end villa.
It had been several days since Gao Zhenzhen returned home to W City.
Every day, she locked herself in her room, went nowhere, and spent her days in a daze, sleeping all day long.
Even when she had just broken up with Gu Yixuan, she hadn't felt so dispirited.
Back then, it was because she harbored illusions of a reunion, but now, devoid of even those illusions, she truly experienced the feeling of a broken heart.
People said that heartbreak was painful, she hadn't believed it, but now she finally understood.
Curled up on a large sofa, she took a pair of scissors and cut each photo in half, determined to separate the men from the women within them.
These pictures had all been secretly taken by a private detective.
