The call ended abruptly the moment Wen Ying heard another woman's voice. She sat frozen for a few seconds, then almost laughed at the absurdity of her own hopes. The idea that Huo Xingzhou would postpone his wedding for *her*… it was ludicrous. Wen Ying scrubbed at her face, trying to clear her head. She snapped her laptop shut, took a deep breath, and pushed herself up, collapsing onto the bed. S