Ji Yuanyuan reached out and touched the vase on the cabinet by the door with a myriad of emotions.
The decorations in this room were completely different from when she lived in her previous life, except for this vase.
It was a valuable antique vase, so it had not been replaced.
As she touched it, her eyes turned red.
She hated herself. Why was she so blind and deaf in her past life? Why did she not see Qin Mucheng's feelings for her?
She had always thought that Qin Mucheng did not love her. She had always felt that Qin Mucheng was someone who would not love anyone. No matter who married him, he would be fine.
He didn't need a lover, but a wife.
However, if she had been a little more careful, she would have realized that her thoughts about Qin Mucheng were all wrong.
He loved her but didn't know how to express it. His love had always been hidden in the bottom of his heart.
Even after she died, this love did not change.
