Xia Yumo looked at her smiling face with heartache, reached out and rubbed her head, "You succeeded, at the age of eighteen, you got an MBA from Princeton and a Master's degree from the medical school, but most importantly, you met me."
Qiao Xu laughed at her last sentence, then thought of something, the smile on her face faded slightly, with a touch of melancholy, "Yeah, eighteen, what a wonderful age."
At eighteen, she returned to the country happily, waiting to get engaged to him, but what she got instead was his divorce.
Xia Yumo saw Qiao Xu suddenly fall silent, the sadness on her face was not intense, but it was heartbreaking to see.
