The night wind blew gently, as Song Keren placed her hands on the balcony railing. She closed her eyes, feeling the cold wind on her face, which sobered her up considerably.
In just a month, Song Keren felt as though she had gone through so much. From the confidence she had when she first arrived in Jiangcheng, to the loss of morale she experienced now, the rapid change was far beyond her expectations.
Faced with her father's dominance, Song Keren appeared resolute on the surface, but actually felt helpless inside. But thinking about marrying someone like Wu Tian, that scumbag, Song Keren couldn't help but grip the railing even tighter.
For her, rather than being unhappy for a lifetime, it would be better to end things cleanly!
Just then, footsteps came from behind, and Song Keren turned around and said, "What are you doing here?"
