In fact, neither of them had forgotten that Yan Huan's mother and Yi Ling's mother were dead.
Turning on the tap, Yan Huan put her hands under the water, watching the cold water wash bubbles produced by soap on her fingers away.
And those bubbles flowed away, just like her last life, which ended that way.
She didn't regret it.
However...
She didn't know why she thought about that man again.
He was the most awful and taciturn man she had ever met. No one dared to say a word to him in the Lu Family, including her. His serious face made everyone scared to approach him.
However...
It seemed that he had many more friends than Lu Qin.
What does this prove?
People are always be deceived by their eyes, but dulled by their senses.
Some people were sheep dressed in wolf skins, while some people were beasts in human shape.
But how could you possibly compare humans to beasts?
