For a woman, there were two opportunities in life. One was to use knowledge to change her fate and improve her self-worth when she was young.
Obviously, Bai Jingshu had missed the opportunity to use knowledge to change her fate and improve her self-worth.
The other time was to get married.
As husband and wife, marrying the right person was equivalent to rebirth.
Bai Jingshu had already missed out on one chance. This was her last.
Bai Sanfeng hoped that Bai Jingshu would wake up in time and not make the same mistake again and again, falling into the abyss of Hell.
Moreover, Bai Jingshu was too naive. She could not win against those sinister and cunning earthlings.
As long as Bai Jingshu spoke, Bai Sanfeng would reach out and pull her back.
Who asked her to be Bai Jingshu’s great-aunt!
Bai Jingshu raised her head and looked at Bai Sanfeng with a determined gaze. She enunciated each word clearly, “Great-aunt, don’t worry. I will definitely not regret marrying Lin Ze.”
Yes.
