Even though Li Siru was still a bit agitated as she spoke, her entire demeanor appeared calm and indifferent, as if this time she was truly resigned.
Ji Niandong curled her lips slightly, "Sister-in-law, you once told me that men from the Lu Family are like poison. I didn't quite understand back then, but now I finally get it. Now, you're finally divorcing my brother. And I, with Beichen, can't continue either."
Li Siru glanced at her, "Tongtong, you and we are different."
"There's no difference at all!" Ji Niandong bit her lip, trying hard not to cry, and rolled her eyes, "I've suddenly realized there's really no difference. It's always them who insist on marrying us."
She let out a few mirthless laughs, "The only difference is that Lu Beichen made up a dream for me, a beautiful dream that makes me want to die now."
But, she didn't even get a dream, yet she's been so devoted... Is it really her own fault? Li Siru stared blankly at her, "What's really going on with you two?"
