"But he actually arranged a matrimonial alliance for me. As a daughter of a wealthy family, marriages like these can't be avoided, I get that. But I'm already married, and just for a little benefit, he actually offered me to another man's bed."
"You expect me to forgive him? Not even with the broadest heart can I do that."
Ye Ranran's chest heaved violently, her eyes sharp as knives, her face distorted, she looked like a vengeful spirit straight out of hell.
Two months after the event, she was still brooding. If it hadn't been for Jun Mochan's timely arrival, if he hadn't believed her.
She would probably be struggling now, with no place to stay.
She didn't see herself as evil, but she was not saintly enough to forgive those who had hurt her.
It was already generous of her not to retaliate against them.
"Let me tell you, even if you kneel before me one day, I will never forgive you". Having said that, Ye Ranran left in big strides.
