The weather was hot and dusty, and Zhao Qingran ended up with a mouthful of dirt.
She originally came to apologize to Ying Jing, but unexpectedly encountered Ying Zenan here.
Even more unexpected was his heartlessness.
She looked up at the upstairs, a definite wealthy area, and the little princess of the Ying Family was so outstanding herself. How could she be so good in every way?
So many people envied her life.
The person who she could only admire from afar was her brother.
Standing beside her were equally outstanding people.
And that level of excellence was something Zhao Qingran could never reach no matter how hard she tried.
To this day, even though she had left Out of the Mountains, she still couldn't help but be dazzled by the thriving city.
Zhao Qingran stood for a while, ultimately not having the courage to continue walking up.
If she went, perhaps her last shred of dignity would be consumed.
