After all, the transmigrated Wei Xiao Hua in the book was a cold blooded person who knew that if she wanted to achieve anything here, she could never have any feeling.
"Miss Xiao Hua?" her maidservant asked in a worried tone.
"I'm fine," Wei Xiaohua replied with a faint smile on the corner of her lips. There was no need for her to think about those matters anymore. It shouldn't have any relation whatsoever to her either. "Let's go back and rest. The night wind is cold."
"Yes, Miss!"
…
Gao Ling was still annoyed whenever she thought about her meeting with Wei Xiao Hua and the people around her. It was painfully clear that there was a fake Wei Liuying in their group too. In addition, she looked beautiful yet miserable, which was very similar to how Wei Liuying used to portray herself based on what Gao Ling had heard.
It felt frustrating.
