The Heiress's Counterattack
Language: en
On New Year's Eve afternoon, my best friend's flower shop received an order from my husband. I checked the WeChat ID of the person placing the order on the shop's phone three times. Confirmed it was indeed my husband, who was supposedly on a business trip out of town. But the recipient wasn't me. I made a video call, which connected after a long time. Just as I was about to question him, my best friend squeezed into the screen smiling, speaking before me. "Not even coming back for New Year's? What gift did you buy for our Cynthia to apologize?" The room on the other side was pitch…