Lu Qingfeng didn't say anything, but handed her purse to her and led her away from the crowd with a satisfied smile on his face. The two decided to take a walk in the garden to get away from the buzzing crowd.
Su Xiaofei held his hands tightly and smiled at him. Many men would find her repulsive and would rather fall in love with a weaker and more delicate woman like Ye Mingyu, but not Lu Qingfeng.
She would never compare herself to Ye Mingyu or to other people again. After what she had experienced in her past life, she now knew that measuring her happiness, wealth and appearance against other people's would only drain her mental strength. The only person she should compare herself to is the person she was yesterday.
