The only problem that she encountered was bad friends who tried to take advantage of the gullible artist.
But Yu Yan was different. She had enemies both inside and outside and her husband was not any better.
Feng Mian was silent for a while as she looked at her best friend. In the end, she spoke out, "Are you jealous, Yu Yan?"
"Maybe a bit." Yu Yan put out a wry smile. "But even if I'm jealous, I know that we're different and that I can't change my condition that much. I'm simply thinking about what I want to do in the future and how to build my own family. Would it be possible for me to have a warm family like yours?"
"I think you can."
Yu Yan was startled at the rapid response. She looked at her best friend in confusion. "What makes you so sure?"
