Ran Xiangsi bit her lower lip tightly, her hands clenched, her whole body trembling uncontrollably...
She quietly hid behind the flowerbed in the backyard, not wanting anyone to see her weakness at this moment.
Nor did she want to shatter the dream that Xing Chen had woven for her...
Until the delicate lips were chafed and a strong taste of blood instantly spread to her mouth, Ran Xiangsi squinted her eyes. In her gaze was the brilliance and rebirth of a butterfly emerging from its chrysalis!
From this moment on, a brand new Ran Xiangsi...
With a heart full of hatred, swearing to live even more dazzlingly!
After finishing the phone call, Yue Nanshan didn't see Ran Xiangsi's figure, so he called out after taking a few steps, "Miss Ran?"
Ran Xiangsi heard Yue Nanshan's voice, and an idea suddenly flickered in her mind.
She couldn't let Xing Chen know she had been here, nor could she let him know that she already understood what happened last night...
