He said he trusted Ye Zhilu, and such trust was enough to make her ridicule herself. Bo Yeyuan, you've given everything to Ye Zhilu, whether you've given it to me or not. In my eyes, you've gradually become a character like Sheng Shinian. This past month, I've been practicing forgetting you every single day, and whenever I felt the longing, I would harshly bite my arm, using pain to punish myself and to learn a lesson.
The less I thought of him, the better. Maybe it was a kind of self-hypnotic numbness at work, or maybe my heart, scarred from countless wounds, could no longer fall in love with anyone else.
At the same time, I had many other things to keep me busy; reading, painting, managing my jewelry brand. I had become the supreme director of a high-end jewelry establishment, and perhaps outsiders believed I had secured this substantial funding by leveraging my association with Beitang Feng, that I had risen through a man's support, but that wasn't the truth.
