Feng Yihuan returned to her room, and as she looked at herself in the mirror, she thought she looked particularly ugly now.
She held back her tears, warning herself absolutely not to cry.
But why did her heart hurt so much? It was as if she was really going to lose her second brother.
Just thinking about another woman standing by his side in the future made her feel particularly sour and sad.
She clearly knew that this was wrong, yet she seemed unable to control herself.
She didn't want to go down, but she knew she had to.
Even if she was sad inside, she still had to go down and finish her meal.
After dinner, she should chat with that Miss Chu to appear normal.
If she didn't go down, her second brother might think she was throwing a tantrum.
Does she even have the right to throw a tantrum now?
No, she doesn't dare.
After a while, she collected her emotions and changed into a new outfit before heading downstairs.
