At the most critical moment, my mind was restless, with thoughts galloping away.
By the time I awoke, it had already turned out like this.
In a daze, the crisp, bell-like voice of Feng Xia still buzzed in my ears.
"Luo Chen is nice to me, nice to Duan Feng, nice to everyone. But it's exactly that he shouldn't have kept you hanging, leading to your almost achieved success crumbling."
"He hasn't kept me hanging. It's just that I have never been worthy, that's it."
"What's all this talk about being worthy or not? Like is like, and love is love. He and the President got together in private, without much of a deep love to speak of. To use the words of mortals, what he's doing is..."
"Sister Xia, watch your words!"
