[So, you've been cursing me in your diary.]
Lu Huai'an's words were not short, but Lin Chu only caught the last sentence.
Initially, she held onto the hope that Lu Huai'an was simply bored, walked to her desk and casually picked up her diary, merely flipping through it without actually reading the contents.
Haha...
She was indeed too naive.
Everyone thought Lin Chu was simple-minded, fiery like a flame, and writing a diary, something quiet and composed, wasn't something she would do.
But no one knew how many day and nights her heart's affection was neglected, and she would sit alone on the balcony lost in thought.
The Lin Family Villa is big, but very empty.
Besides Mr. Lin, she had no other relatives.
Though she had friends like Ji Wanxia, Jiang Muzhou, and Xu Qiubai, there were always some sadnesses that were hard to articulate.
Her expression seemed unnatural, her eyes darted left and right, unable to meet anyone directly, yet her words were not timid.
