Xiao Yu held back the urge to hang up the phone. She intentionally avoided watching the news today, fearing she'd see something unbearable, yet Fu Jiu was tactless enough to remind her on purpose.
"You go by yourself. I'm not feeling well and want to rest at home."
"I heard there are a total of eighteen cars paving the way, along with eight colored drones monitoring the surroundings. Such an unprecedented spectacle might even surpass what we'll see on the engagement day of The Queen and Young Master Gong. Are you really not going? You'll regret it for the rest of your life," Fu Jiu said excitedly, oblivious to the fact that her words were like salt on Xiao Yu's wound.
Xiao Yu pursed her lips, "Fu Jiu, can't you tell I'm not feeling well? If you want to go, go without me."
