Ling Buyi had been watching from the window, her gaze fixed on the chaos unfolding outside her home. Her mother was busy cleaning, her father focused on sorting through the mess that her in-laws had left behind. And yet, all Ling Buyi could do was stare out the window, watching Yuan Fei's parents stand by the gate like helpless children who had lost their way.
But this time, Ling Buyi wasn't watching them with the same tired resignation. No, this time, her eyes were steely, hardened by the months of suffering she had endured. She no longer felt the weight of submission pressing on her shoulders, no longer felt the obligation to please these wretched people. Instead, her gaze was cold, calculating. These people had no power over her anymore.
